Today was Penelope’s first ultrasound and the first day that Penelope is letting everyone know. She is 6 and a half weeks. Since then, Sam has accepted that Harry is going to be the father of the baby and is trying to work on his relationship with Penelope. So there they were. Penelope, Harry, Sam, and Natalie in the waiting room to be called on. Saying that Penelope was nervous was an understatement. Not only about the baby but being in the same room as Harry and Sam was nerve-wracking. Her knee bounces up and down and she’s playing with the ends of her hair, a nervous tick that she always had.

Harry’s hand is placed on her knee to stop it from shaking and Penelope looks up at him. “Stop being nervous. Everything will be okay.” He says, calming half of her nerves. Sam looks at the two and jealously rises in his cheeks. He doesn’t like the fact that Harry is touching her or the fact that he is reassuring her. But what makes him even more jealous is that he knew what to say and how to calm her.

“Penelope Jacobs?” The nurse calls out and the four of them stand. The nurse eyes widen at the small group of people that rush over to her. “Okay well the room is only going to fit the parents and I.”

Penelope looks at Sam with wary eyes. He sighs and leans down to kiss her head. “Go, I’ll be okay.” She smiles and pecks his lips. Penelope looks at Harry and he has a set frown on his face.

Penelope and Harry go into the small room. Penelope sits on the bed and lays back, lifting her shirt so the nurse can squeeze the clear, gel liquid onto her stomach. “This is going to be a bit cold.” Penelope nods and the nurse puts the probe on her stomach.

“How’s teaching?” Harry asks, folding his arms across his chest.

“It’s really good. I love my students.” Penelope smiles to herself.

“I’m glad you followed what you actually wanted to do and not what your mum wanted you to do.”

“Thanks.” Penelope lulls her head to look at Harry. “For pushing me to do what I wanted to do.”

“Of course. I love you. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to make you happy.”

Penelope sighs. “Harry.”

“It’s the truth.” Penelope opens her mouth to respond but is cut off by the nurse.

“There it is.” She says and Harry and Penelope’s head snaps towards the screen. They see a small little dot on the screen of where the baby is. “The baby is about the size of a sweet pea right now.” Penelope sobs and Harry grabs her hand.

Penelope and Harry have never loved anything like they love the small little dot. Their little sweet pea. Penelope looks down at her stomach and cradles it. “My little sweet pea.” She whispers. Harry smiles hard that his cheeks start to hurt.

“Would you like pictures?”

“Yes. As many as you can.” Penelope rushes out. The nurse smiles and nods.

The room is left to Harry and Penelope to clean up. Penelope wipes the gel off her stomach and Harry waits patiently as she does. Penelope pulls down her shirt and sighs contently. Harry smiles and places his hand on hers. She looks down at his hand with slightly widen eyes but Harry doesn’t pull away. “Are you ready to tell your parents?” He asks.

She pulls her hand from his and tucks a piece of hair behind her ear. “I think so. It’s now or never right?” He nods and leads her out to the waiting room where Sam and Natalie are seated.

Sam rushes to Penelope’s side and kisses her forehead. Harry rolls his eyes and looks away. “Is everything okay? How’s the baby?”

“The baby is perfect. She is the size of a sweet pea.”

“She?” Harry looks down. “The nurse didn’t tell us the sex yet. It’s too early.”

Penelope looks up and smiles at him. “I know. I just know it’s a girl.” Harry chuckles and shakes his head.

“I’m not too sure about that. I think it might be a boy.”

“There is nothing but girls in my family. I am 99% sure it’s a girl.”

“Whatever it is, it’s out little sweet pea.” Penelope’s heart quickens when he says ‘our’. He places his hand on her stomach and smiles at her. Sam is fuming. He curses at the fact that the baby in Penelope isn’t his, that it just so happens to be Harry’s. I could’ve been anyone else but it had to be Harry.

Natalie, on the other hand, is smiling like an idiot. Not only is she going to be an auntie but she always like Harry, even more than she liked Sam. She liked Sam just fine but Natalie knew her sister and she knew that Harry would always have a special place in Penelope’s heart. She knew that Penelope would always love Harry.

Penelope clears her throat and looks at Natalie. “You ready to tell mom?”

“Are you ready to tell mom?” Natalie repeats. Penelope takes a deep breath and nods. Natalie holds out her hand and the two sisters walk towards the exit.

Harry begins to follow the girls but Sam pulls him back. Harry turns to face the blond haired boy with a frown. “What’s going on, man?”

“Don’t ‘man’ me. I know your game. It’s not going to work. Penelope chose me, she’s my girlfriend.”

“I have no idea what you’re going on about mate.”

“Cut the crap. I see the way you look at her. Don’t think the whole ‘our little sweet pea’ act didn’t go unnoticed.”

“Whatever you think is happening, isn’t. I get that Penelope chose you but whether you like it or not, that’s my baby in her. Not yours. So I would just deal with me if you really want to be with Penny because I’m not going anywhere.” Harry says lowly, slightly scaring Sam. Harry was taller than Sam but Sam was a little more built, being the captain of the football team all throughout High School definitely helping his physique. But given the opportunity, Harry would whip Sam’s ass and Sam knew that, making him even more intimidated of Harry.

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Harry and Penelope sit across from Lily and Nicholas, Penelope and Natalie’s parents. Natalie was in the single grandpa chair, rocking back and forth. Sam had to work, leaving the three of them to break the news. Lily sips her tea and clears her throat. “So,” she starts, her usual glare putting Penelope on edge. “What is so important that you had to bring your father here?” Lily glances at Nicholas.

“What’s going on peaches?” He says.

“Well daddy, mom. I don’t want you two to freak out but what I’m about to tell you might be a bit much.” Penelope’s knee starts to bounce but before she can grab her hair, Harry grabs her hand and places their joined hands on her leg. She looks at him for reassurance and he gives her a nods. She looks back her parents and sighs. “I’m pregnant.”

“What?” Lily says loudly that it’s almost considered yelling.

“And it’s Harry’s.” Penelope continues.

“I though you said you and Sam were back together?”

“We are but Harry is the father. And Sam is okay with that.”

“Have you considered abortion?”

“Mom no! I am not giving up on this baby. I am keeping her.” She says matter-of-factly. Harry squeezes her hand. “Or him.” She looks back at Harry and smiles. “I want this baby and so does Harry. And the situation might not be right but everything feels perfect.”

“How far along are you, Penelope?” Nicholas asks.

“I took my ultrasound today and I am 6 and a half weeks.” Penelope digs into her purse and pulls out the ultrasound picture, giving to to them. “She’s the size of a sweet pea.”

“It’s a girl?” Nicholas looks up at the expecting parents.

“No,” Harry speaks. “We don’t know for sure yet.” Penelope giggles and pulls Harry’s hand closer to her.

“And you are prepared to take care of this baby, no matter what?”

“Of course, sir. I love this baby.” Penelope’s heart quickens again. She has to let go of Harry’s hand before she never lets go.

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