𝙿𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝙿𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 - 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑦 | ✔︎

Chapter 66

Later that evening, Angelina nudged Natasha with her foot under the dining table, moving her eyes over to Fred before going back to Natasha. George and Fred were in a quiet discussion over chicken versus beef, whilst Oliver and Adrian were busy gazing into each other's eyes.

"Um Freddie?" Natasha said quietly, and her husband immediately looked at her, confused with her quiet tone.

"Yes love? Is something wrong?" he asked, turning his full body towards her.

"Not exactly. Could we, talk somewhere more private?" Fred nodded, and stood up, helping Natasha to her feet.

"Don't go making my niece or nephew just yet!" Adrian called out, and Natasha smirked slightly. If only he knew.

She led Fred to the couch, just out of earshot of their friends, and sat down hesitantly, creeping Fred out.

"Darling, what's going on?"

Natasha smiled, and picked up Fred's hand, placing it on her stomach. She looked up at him, as he looked down at her with such confusion. "I'm afraid I don't understand. Is this our new greeting or?"

Natasha rolled her eyes, placing her hands over Fred's. "Freddie, you know I love you lots, right?" Fred nodded eagerly, like a spoilt child, and Natasha sighed, closing her eyes for a few seconds.

"Fred. I'm pregnant."

Fred continued to look confused for a few more precious seconds, before it morphed to joy, then horror then joy once more. "You mean there's an actual person inside of you?" he asked stupidly, and Natasha nodded, her smile almost contagious.

"No, you numpty, it's a potato that I'm harvesting. Yes of course there's a human inside of me, it's just really tiny at the moment. But it's our baby Freddie. We're having a child."

"I'm going to be a dad," Fred said with glee.

"Yes, you are."

"And you're going to push an actual baby through your lady bit."

"Yes Fred."

"And we're certain it's a baby? Not some weird potato-pumpkin monstrosity?"

Natasha hit his arm. "Frederick that's not even possible!"

"I'm joking love. And I can't believe it. We're going to have a real, actual human child," he whispered, almost as if he believed raising his voice would somehow disturb the growing child now inside of his wife.

"Freddie, I'm scared," Natasha whispered, and Fred encased her body in his arms, resting his head on hers. He kissed her hair gently, brushing it back from her face, as she leant into him, shaking slightly.

"I know Nat. I'm scared too. Hell, we have actual responsibility now. But I swear to you on my life that I will protect our baby at all costs. I will never let he or she be in the face of danger, and they sure as hell won't live a life without love."

Natasha's eyes sparkled with unshed tears, as Fred poured his entire heart out to her. "I wouldn't wish for anyone else to be this baby's father. You are too good for me Fred," she said simply, kissing his lips as her hands continued to stay on her belly.

"You're pregnant?" Adrian asked in shock from where he stood, his hair ruffled from a make out session with Oliver.

Natasha and Fred nodded simultaneously, and Adrian smiled coming over to Natasha's side. "Congrats girl, can't believe it's taken this long," he winked, as Natasha hit his arm a few times, groaning at him.

"Adrian, you dirty-minded boy!" she scolded, and Adrian laughed as Oliver hugged Natasha.

"Nat, I've always wanted to be an uncle, let me be!" he whined, and Oliver kissed his cheek, taking the boy into his arms. Adrian sighed in content as George and Angelina congratulated the couple.

"I can't believe you guys will have the first kid out of all of our family. I thought Bill and Fleur, or Charlie and Penny would, but I was secretly rooting for you two," George said ecstatically. Angelina sighed, as Natasha laughed, the atmosphere in the flat rising with Natasha's laughter.

"So, what are you naming them?" Adrian asked with a grin.

"Adrian, I love you dearly, but this baby is barely a month old currently. It's still the size of a bloody pea or something, and we have no idea what gender it is yet," Natasha said calmly, as Fred put his fist in his mouth, trying to shut himself up.

"Well, I think you should name him after a constellation, like your father's name," Angelina said quietly, and Natasha smiled.

"I know my father broke tradition with my name, but it would be nice to have a constellation name back in the family. Something like Cassiopeia or even..."

Natasha stopped herself. "You know what, I won't tell anyone the name or gender of our baby until they're born. Because if it is what I secretly think it is, then everyone is in for a surprise."

~.~

"Pregnant? As in, I'm going to be a grandfather?"

"She's been saying that for twenty minutes darling, and you've responded the same way thirty times."

Sirius ran his fingers over his chin, as Aurelia engulfed her daughter tightly. "Congratulation's sweetie, I'm so excited for you!" she exclaimed, as Sirius continued to stare between Fred and Natasha.

"Dad just give me a hug," Natasha said, and Sirius did as he was told, wrapping his arms around her. She breathed in the scent of his familiar cologne and felt every worry of her mind melt away.

"I'm just a bit shocked that's all Nat. I only got you back a few years ago, and now you're bringing your own child into the world. I'm excited, definitely, just scared for you now," Sirius admitted, as he continued to hug Natasha.

"My two little Gryffindors, don't you worry," Aurelia said, hugging them both. "You are two of the bravest people I know, heck, I gave birth to you Natasha, and you've been strong your whole life. I know having a baby in a war isn't ideal, especially a child of an auror, but I know you and Fred will protect them with your lives, and we'll look after our grandchild whenever you need us to."

"Aw mum, you're going to make me cry!" Natasha wailed, and she began to sob, causing Fred and Sirius to look at each other with confusion written all over their faces. Natasha continued to cry into Aurelia's shoulder, as Aurelia comforted her daughter.

"She'll be doing this for nine months darling, hope you're ready for it," Aurelia warned Fred, and he gulped, running his hand through his hair. Natasha's crying began to subside, and she stood up, her stomach growling.

"Hey mum? Have you got any grapes?"

"As I said, Fred. Nine sweet months of this are coming your way."