Wanting Him

A/N: Wanting Him is officially off hiatus! I've had the worse writer's block and I haven't updated anything for months and months, I just started getting back into the swing of things! I'm working on a ton of stories now and I love, love, love it! I have just updated I Am Cut and started a new fanfiction called I See You which is Snarry so please read them both a review! I would love you forever, just saying. Don't be mad at me for this chapter, I have completely lost the plot for this story so if anyone has any ideas please review them I would greatly appreciate it! Now, onward to the fic!

Chapter Fourteen: How Time Flies

Harry couldn't help but smile when a small figure with black curly locks threw herself at him and tackled him to the floor. Arabella had turned three this spring and Harry couldn't believe how fast time went by.

Harry had graduated from Hogwarts and had returned as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor. At first it was almost impossible teaching his fellow students, but now they had learned that he was their Professor now, not their fellow student and they had to treat him as such.

Harry and Severus got married, and their wedding was beautiful. Ron was his best man, and Draco was Severus', and Dumbledore, of course, married them. All the Weasley's were their, and they took the knews of the two getting married quite well, to Harry's surprise.

Levi was still in a coma. The healers wanted to take him off the by-pass but Harry said no. He could still wake up. However, no one else thought so. Not even Arabella. Harry had told her that Levi was her real dad, not Severus, and that Levi was sleeping and might not wake up, and strangely Bella took the news well.

Harry and Severus had been talking about having their own child, now that Arabella was three and less of a handful, and had been trying to get pregnant.

And that's where we find Harry, sitting in the bathroom with his daughter on his lap, waiting for the results of his pregnancy test.

Madame Pompfrey had ordered a special paternity pregnancy test for male wizards for him to take, which wasn't much different than a female pregnancy test, but this test was magically able to tell if he was pregnant or not.

This their first official time trying to get pregnant. They had a scare a year ago, when Severus wasn't ready to become a real father just yet. Harry wasn't pregnant however, but now that they were trying, he was scared he wasn't. Severus was really looking forward to becoming a dad.

Because he was reminiscing, Harry didn't realize that Arabella had picked up his test from the counter. "Daddy?" She shook his shoulder, staring at the test with a frown. "What's a plus sign mean?"

"A plus sign?" Harry said, shocked. He took the test from his daughter's hands and saw that their was in fact a plus sign displayed.

"SEVERUS!" Harry yelled, wrapping his arm around his daughter and running out of the bathroom.

"SEVERUS I'M PREGNANT!"

"WHAT?" Severus came running into the room. "Are you sure?" Harry showed him the test with a grin. When Severus confirmed what Harry was saying was true, he pulled his husband into a searing kiss.

"I'm going to be a dad."

"But Papa, you already are a dad." Arabella pouted from the floor. "What's pregnant mean, anyway?"

Harry smiled, kneeling down to become eye-level with his daughter. "It means that you're going to become a big sister." He took Arabella's hand and placed it on his stomach. "You're baby brother or sister is in here."

Arabella's eyes grew wide and she lifted Harry's shirt up to inspect his stomach.

"There's a baby in there?" She gasped, poking her daddy's hard stomach.

"Yes, honey, there's a baby in there."

Arabella placed both her hands flat against his stomach, waiting for something to happen.

"The baby's not big enough to kick yet sweetheart." Severus placed his hand on Arabella's back, smiling at her. She smiled back up at Severus before looking at Harry.

"Daddy, can I name it?" She inquired with a hopeful smile. Both Harry and Severus burst out laughing, and Harry stood up with Arabella in his arms.

"You can help name it, honey." He kissed her nose. "That's what big sisters are for."

"I wanna name it Bob." She declared, and her two fathers started laughing again.

"Sorry honey, but we aren't going to name your baby brother or sister Bob." Arabella started to pout, but she couldn't stay mad for long because she started to yawn.

"Ohh, looks like it's time for bed for you." Severus chided, taking her from Harry's arms to hold her, and she snuggled into his chest, eyes drooping. "Let's put you to bed."

"But I'm not tired..." She mumbled sleepily, arms hanging limply by her sides.

"That I highly doubt," Harry chuckled, ruffling her bangs. "Time to sleep." He kissed her goodnight and let Severus do the honors of changing her into her pajamas and putting her to bed.

'I could get used to this,' Harry thought with a dreamy smile, rubbing his belly, as he watched Severus tuck their daughter in bed.

A/N: Blehhh. Sorry this is such a lame chapter. I figured I must end this story even though it's plot died. Once again, if anyone has any ideas to help keep this story going, please tell me! Reviews are loved.