AN: "Jesus Christ, another Jarper pregnancy story?"

Yeah. But what I've been noticing was the fact that most of the stories do not incorporate magic that the show had, so I've decided to do just that.

AND THIS STORY WILL BE FINISHED!

All rights go to Disney.

Jarper. Don't read if you don't like the pairing. :)

Harper Finkle was like any teenager... okay. So not really. Her best friend was a wizard, she incorporated every day stuff into her outfits and she was a mortal teen who was involved in the Wizarding World.

Okay, so Harper Finkle was not like any other teenager. But what she comes across is nothing new to the "Teenage World".

Harper rushed home from school as quick as she could, ignoring the typical New York City traffic and crowds. As soon as she reached the Waverly Sub Station she blew open the doors and darted straight to the bathroom, not giving Theresa and Jerry Russo any time to say hello. Alex Russo followed almost immediately, bent over on her knees trying to catch her breath.

"Sorry... HARPER... wouldn't wait up." Alex said in between muffled breaths. "Why any girl would run on the streets of New York in frills, laces, and giant bows is beyond me."

"I don't know what's with Harper. Last night, she didn't even touch her dinner." Theresa said as she was refilling the napkin dispencers.

"Who could blame her..." Jerry Russo jokingly said to himself as he wiped the tips of the mustard and ketchup bottles.

Theresa shot him an evil glare. She quickly turned over to Alex.

"It's probably a boy issue. Now, you better hurry, you have Justin's class in five minutes, while you run along, I'm going to talk to your father about my NOT SO PERFECT cooking!" She turned around giving Jerry the evil eye.

Alex covered the smirk that came across her face, and made her way to the lair.

*~(Meanwhile)~*

Harper paced back and forth in the bathroom, waiting. It seemed like an hour had passed, when in actuality it was only half a minute.

"Dare I look at it?" Harper thought to herself.

She did.

Two pink lines.

The test confirmed she was pregnant. She sighed and plopped down on the shag carpet, her eyes fixated on those two pink lines, trying to deny it.

"That second pink line looks rather faded, it blends in with the white, so it makes one line, so really, I'm not pregnant... wait. Who am I kidding?" Harper couldn't fool her self. She reached for the box and pulled out another test. She had enough for another. Sure enough, two pink lines.

Harper sighed once more. She put the box and the tests inside the grocery bag, and headed out towards the dumpster, not wanting to risk anyone finding it in the trash at home.

When she got back to her room, she sat her self on the bed and sulked, removing the massive sized bow out of her hair. Thoughts were racing through her head. Why didn't she just wait? She was an example for Alex, more responsible than she was, (Jerry and Theresa often pretended, when they could, that she was their perfect daughter) yet, she managed to forget that for one night.

"Oh, Harper, have sex for the first time, and don't use a condom."

What was she thinking?

But then, something hit her. How is she going to tell Justin?

His class will be over in an hour. She'll tell him then.

AN: So, what did you think?

Review! :)