After giving Harry the good news on national TV you had to go tell his mum before the show aired. SO you drove down to Cheshire.
Anne was incredibly happy about this surprise visit. She hugged Harry for a long time, then turned to you and kissed you on the cheek.
"It's good to see you two." she said, wiping away a tear.
You went inside and after putting your bags in Harry's old room you joined Anne in the kitchen, where she was preparing dinner.
Harry grabbed a piece of the cucumber she was cutting, which she ignored. Anne was used to this.
He leaned against the counter behind her, while you stood a bit awkwardly across from her.
"So, how are things, (Y/N)?"
You started talking, rambling actually, about really unimportant things.
"Yeah.. that's about it." You closed.
"Oh." Anne said, looking down, combing together the trash.
Harry grinned smugly. He was enjoying himself a bit too much.
"Harry, why don't you tell your mother the news." you told him. He rolled his eyes.
Anne raised her eyebrows, turning to her son, "What news?"
"Well, Mom, (Y/N) is pregnant." he was so casual, it annoyed you a bit. Smug little bastard.
Anne's eyes went wide. "Really?" she squealed.
Harry's smile was so big, you could see pretty much all his teeth. "Yes! You wanna see the sonogram?"
He went over to her, took his phone out and pulled up the picture he'd taken of the sonogram. He showed it to his Mom.
"Seeee, see, see." he teased her, putting the phone closer to her face.
She laughed and swatted him off. "Stop it, silly! I want to see my grandchild."
You chuckled. "There's actually not that much too see."
Anne smiled at you, again there were tears in her eyes. "I'm so happy."
Harry hugged her and you joined them.
