Snitches and Quaffles

Untitled Part 22

A few days later, Alfons was over his parent's house.

"Everything going fine with you and Lisel?"

Alfons sighed and said. "For the most part but I feel like she's hiding something from me."

"Like what?"

Alfons shrugged.

"I know you two are sexually active, do you think she's pregnant with your child?" his mum asked.

"I highly doubt that mum, we were safe the last time we made love. She used a spell when we made love in the shower the morning after we got engaged and I used a muggle condom and she also used a spell the night we got engaged."

"I don't know much about condoms but I know that the spells can't be reliable all the time."

"You probably just want another grandchild," Alfons smirked at his mum.

"Is that a crime, honey?"

"I suppose not mum but that won't happen until we're actually married."

His mum sighed. After awhile he went home.

"Hey love," he greeted his beloved fiancée with a kiss on the cheek.

"Hey Alfie," she smiled at him.

He glanced at her lovingly looking for signs that his mum was right. She didn't seem to have a baby bump or anything but that doesn't come until later if she is pregnant with baby Herschel.

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A few days later, Alfons was putting away some laundry in their bedroom when he noticed some pamphlets on the bedside table. He had never seen them before. He walked over and picked them up.

"'Pregnancy and your Body', 'So, You're Pregnant', 'How to Tell Your Significant Other that You're Expecting'."

His brown eyes widened. His mum was right Lisel was pregnant with his child, Baby Herschel. Viktor is going to 'kill' him for knocking up his little cousin out of wedlock.

"I see you found the pamphlets," Lisel said, walking in.

"Well, they weren't exactly hidden."

Lisel chuckled and said. "I'm not exactly stealthy."

"How far along are you?"

"Just over a month, it was either conceived the night you proposed or the morning after.

"But we used a condom and spells," Alfons said.

"I know but spells and condoms aren't as reliable as you think."

Alfons nodded, walked over and rested his hand on her stomach.

"So, you're happy?"

"Yes, I'm going to be a dad but I'm just worried that Viktor is going to 'kill me' for knocking up his precious little cousin out of wedlock."

"That precious 'little' cousin is a grown woman, in love, engaged and sexually active. I think you're being paranoid since we both know he would be godfather of baby Herschel," Lisel smiled, resting her hand over her fiancé's.

"I assume so."

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A few days later, Lisel and Alfons were over his parent's house. They had just finished dinner.

"So, did you finally tell our son what was bothering you?" Greta asked.

Lisel glanced at her fiancé who took her hand in response.

"So, what's wrong?"

Lisel gulped and said. "I'm about a month pregnant."

"Another grandchild?"

Lisel and Alfons nodded. His parents hugged them in congratulations. They were the easy ones.

After they left they were spooning in bed that night. Alfons' hand over her stomach protectively.

"Part of me still can't process the fact that you're pregnant with my child. It's amazing."

"I know."

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It was now time to tell Viktor and her side of the family. It was a lot more nerve wracking than telling Alfons' parents. They had invited over Viktor, her aunt and uncle and her dad.

"So, is there something you need to tell us?" Viktor asked, eyeing his cousin and best friend suspiciously.

The couple stood up hand in hand and Alfons said. "Lisel is pregnant with my child."

There was silence from the table. The next thing everyone knew Viktor marched over and punched Alfons in the face causing him to fall on the ground.

"Viktor!" his mum and Lisel admonished. The latter rushed to her fiancé.

"How dare you knock my little cousin up out of wedlock, I should've told you that she was off limits before you got together instead of being so bloody supportive! You should've used protection or not made love at all and waited until you were married!" Viktor ranted shaking his finger at Alfons and Lisel before storming away and leaving through the fire.

"Well, I can't say I didn't expect that, You want a shot at me too Mr. Epstein?" Alfons said, sitting up on the kitchen floor.

"I'll admit it's not how I pictured finding out the news of my first grandchild but I know you love my daughter and will take care of her during her pregnancy."

"I will and I do love Lisel with all my heart."

"What will happen when Quidditch season starts again?"

"Quidditch doesn't start until November, I'm a month along now. I'll be around eight months when it officially starts."

Everyone nodded. The congratulations continued. After everyone left, Lisel crumpled on the couch and started to cry.

"I can't believe Viktor reacted that way," she sobbed on the couch as Alfons held her.

"Maybe I deserved it."

"No you didn't, Alfie!" she said, firmly.

"Viktor trusted me not to put you in this situation and I broke that trust."

"Are you regretting getting me pregnant?"

"Maybe a tiny bit," he admitted honestly.

Lisel got up from the couch, threw a pillow at him and said. "You're sleeping on the couch tonight just for that comment, Alfons."

He was shocked she's never called him anything but Alfie. She must be really pissed at him. So much for a shagging session tonight although he thinks even if he didn't make the comment Lisel would not be in the mood to shag until dawn.