Chapter three

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Ariana and Harry were laying in bed together. She had her head placed on the headboard as he laid on his side eyeing her growing belly.

"They must be so tiny." Harry smiled widely, placing his hand on her stomach now growing to a larger bump. Ariana giggled as his hands gently rubbed her bare stomach, soothingly.

"I can't wait until we can feel he or she move." he paused, just thinking about it for a moment. "yea-" suddenly a wave of nausea caused you to pause and swallow. Harry looked up, suspecting something was wrong, his green eyes grew wider when he saw her face almost go completely pale.

"Kitten? you alright?" He cautiously asked moving his hand from over her stomach and up to her cheek.

She was about to answer but the nausea over took her stomach and she just couldn't swallow to make it go away.

She whipped the blankets off of her body, rushing across the hall to the bathroom and puking the daylighting out of her body. Harry wandered not too far behind her, nervously watching her throw up as he leaned in the doorway.

Once she were done, Harry walked up to her and kneeled next to her. He grabbed a towel hanging off the wall; gently wiping Ariana's lips dry. A frown tugged the corner your lips down towards her chin, looking at Harry's face with cute puppy-dog eyes.

"Hey don't give me that face." he chuckled, tucking a piece of stray hair behind her ear.

"Would you like some tea? or would another knock knock joke make you feel better?" He questioned.

"Tea!" the words were practically yanked from her mouth, without hesitation the thought of yet another nock-nock joke made her bored already.

"Alright I'll be back soon, just pick out a movie and we can cuddle all day, since you don't feel that well." He tickled under her chin, making Ariana giggle and squirm.

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