𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐒𝐄 , hp instagram 2 [DISCONTINUED]

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harry walked into the house to see pansy sitting on the couch, bent over, and crying.

"pans! angel, are you okay?"

"harry, i'm so sorry."

harry whipped her tears off her face. "sorry for what? pansy, what happened?"

pansy couldn't speak. she handed the tests to harry. she watched his face pale.

"so it wasn't food poisoning." harry murmured.

"i'm sorry." pansy whispered.

"angel, stop apologizing. you didn't do anything wrong. i think we've both been thinking this for a while now. but, pansy, i'm not mad. and i'm not leaving you with this on your own."

"you aren't? but depending on whatever i do with this baby, you have to throw your whole life away to be a dad."

harry kissed her. "it can be arranged. whatever decision you make, i'm going to support you and stand by your side."

"i want to keep it," pansy whispered.

"then that's what we'll do." harry got up off the couch and kneeled in front of pansy. he pressed a kiss to her stomach, then to her forehead, and lastly to her lips.

"we're in this together, angel."