"I TOLD YOU!" James sang when the Heaven Crew saw the ring on Nova's finger the following morning. "I TOLD YOU BITCHES!"

"Technically . . .the only bitch here is Snuffles," Marlene smirked. "And that's Nova's bitch."

Remus was making gremlin noises with his arms crossed. 

Sirius on the other hand . . .

"My baby!" He sobbed. "She's all grown up!"

"Remmy, didn't you give Harry permission?" Lily asked. 

"Yeah," he huffed. "But that was when I was alive. Now I chose to revoke my permission."

"Shut up, Remus!" Tonks hissed. "They're adorable!"

"She's not fifty-five yet!" Regulus yelled. "I said not till she's fifty-five, Potter!"

"TAKE THAT WLABURGA!" Fleamont shouted. "YOUR GRANDAUGHTER IS A POTTER NOW!"

Nova woke up the morning of Christmas wrapped in Harry's arms as she always was. Her back was pressed into Harry's chest as always. His breath tickled the back of her neck as it always has. 

But something was different.

The sunlight streaming through the windows making the beautiful ring on Nova's finger shine. It wasn't too complicated but it wasn't too simple. 

A small graced Nova's face as she remembered the night of their engagement. 

She originally said no as a joke. But when Harry nearly cried, Nova said yes and told him she was joking. Harry picked her up and spun her around before giving her the ring. 

"That was very cruel of you, Future Misses Potter," Harry had said with a pout. 

Nova, very carefully, climbed out of bed. Dressed in Harry's shirt, panties, and fuzzy socks, she made her way to the kitchen to make breakfast. She knew the house-elves would make breakfast, but she wanted to give them a break. 

Besides, she felt special today.

Harry woke up not long after to an empty bed. He frowned but left to find his fiance.

It wasn't hard seeing as her music was playing in the kitchen. He found her dancing in his shirt while flipping pancakes. 

"Nice pajamas," Harry smirked as he leaned in the doorway. 

"Harold," Nova rolled her eyes. "I literally wear this to be every night. It's nothing special."

"Perhaps not," Harry shrugged. "But that ring is."

"You cheeky bastard," Nova laughed as she flipped a pancake. 

"Wrong. I'm your cheeky bastard," Harry smirked and sat at the table. 

"You smooth mother fucker," Remus grumbled. 

"He gets it from me," James said proudly. 

"Don't kid yourself, James," Marlene scoffed. "He gets it from Lily."

Nova rolled her eyes and left to wake Teddy. 

Harry reached for a pancake but stopped at Nova's voice. 

"Don't think about it, Potter!"

"You'll be a Potter too!"

Harry got no response. He sat back with a satisfied smile on his face. 

***

Christmas Dinner, for the first time in years, was not hosted by Molly Weasley. Upon Nova's heavy instance, it was held at Potter Manor. To make Molly feel better, Nova said she can bring over some food. 

But Molly being Molly, cooked a whole damn feast. 

This was on top of what Nova and the house-elves already prepared.

It was safe to say next Christmas, Nova was banning Molly from cooking. 

As of right now, everyone sat around the long cherry wood table that stood proudly in the dining room. Harry and Nova were both at opposing heads of the table. Teddy sat next to Nova. 

As a form of amusement, Harry and Nova decided not to tell anyone of their engagement. They both, however, wore their rings. Nova's was more noticeable than Harry's, but his was visible nonetheless. 

"So . . ." Fred smirked as he looked at Nova. "How's the Pro Quidditch Player life treating you, Nox?"

"It's alright," Nova stated. "I love it. It's just those damn reporters. I want to take a damn flashlight and blink it in their eyes and see how they like it."

"Or stomp on a bug," Hermione grinned wickedly. 

"Or kill a rat," Harry added.

"Or make them dance like a ferret," Ron smirked. 

"Are you guys never going to let me live that down?" Draco groaned. 

"No," Theo smirked. "It's going to haunt you for the rest of your life."

"Exactly," Blaise grinned. "Now, Theodore, keep your cement hands away from Nova's plates. We don't want them breaking."

"It was one time!" 

Nova laughed and rolled her eyes. 

The Christmas Dinner was rather formal. The men were wearing tuxedos and the women were wearing skirts and dresses. This, of course, did not apply to Fred and George. 

Much to Nova's amusement, they wore Santa Suits. 

She turned to a four-month pregnant Fleur. Her long silvery blonde hair was pulled into an elegant bun. She wore a flowy blue dress, hiding her slight baby bump. 

"Are you excited for Baby France?" Nova asked with a grin. 

Bill and Fleur both decided to wait until Fleur had her baby to know whether or not they were a girl or a boy. They had several names picked for the child; boy, girl, and gender-neutral.

Nova wondered how they could display so much patience. If she were pregnant . . .again . . .she'd want to know the gender of her child. She'd find immense excitement in designing their room. She'd spend her time on maternity thinking about baby names when she couldn't do much else. 

However, every time Nova thought about conceiving again, her heart would contract. She feared not being able to bear a child. She feared losing the child. 

A part of her always wondered what the baby she lost would've been like. She wondered if they were a boy or a girl (or non-binary). She wondered if they'd have her hair. She wondered if the baby would be cursed with their father's god-awful eye-sight. 

"In all honesty," Fleur admitted. "I'm terrified. I've never been a mother before. I've never had to look after anyone other than my sister. What if I mess-?"

"You'll do fine, Fleur," Nova assured. "Any child would be lucky to have you as a mother."

"Coming from the war heroine that took in an orphan and is working on making the world a better place, that means a lot," Fleur smiled. 

Teddy giggled as he sent a carrot flying towards Bill. 

Nova raised her hand, and the carrot stopped mid-air. 

"Thanks, Ted," Bill grinned, plucking the carrot out of the air before eating it. 

"Bill and I have something to ask-" Fleur froze as her eyes widened on the ring on Nova's hand. "What's that?"

"What's what?"

Fleur grabbed Nova's hand from where it rested on the table. 

"That's a ring," She stated. 

Everyone's conversations slowly stopped as they turned to face the two women. 

"Ring!" Teddy giggled. 

"Well spotted," Nova nodded. 

"That's a ring," Fleur repeated. 

"And . . .?" Nova raised an eyebrow, sipping her wine. "What about it?"

"That's a bloody ring!" Ginny exclaimed. Her long red hair was straightened. She wore a green sweater and black pants. 

"I'm not understanding why my ring is a huge deal," Nova rolled her eyes, suppressing her smirk. 

Everyone knows Harry is the only person in existence that can make Nova blush. He likes to make it know. So when he winked at her from across the table, she struggled to keep her blush off her cheeks. 

And her wandering thoughts from her mind. 

"That's an engagement ring!" Hermione exclaimed. Her brown hair was pulled into an elegant bun. As she jumped to her feet, her white sweater and tan skirt came into view. 

"Okay . . .And?"

"You have an engagement ring on your finger," Blaise stated. 

"Really?" Nova said with false curiosity. "I haven't noticed."

"Who gave it to you?" Harry asked with a smirk tugging at his lips. 

"My fiance."

Everyone turned to Harry slowly. 

"Oh look!" Nova said happily. "You found him!"

"PAY UP!" Hermione cheered. "HE PURPOSED BEFORE CHRISTMAS!"

"No," Ron groaned. "Why couldn't you wait until New Year?"

"If you want to be technical," Nova butted in. "He purposed on our anniversary."

"No!" Hermione whined. 

"HELL YEAH!" Ginny shouted. "I WIN! WHERE'S MY MONEY?"

There was an exchange of coins at the table. 

"Now . . ." Theo smirked. "Where did he purpose?"

"The Astronomy Tower," Harry answered. 

"Theodore," Blaise said timidly with a growing smirk on his face. "It would appear you owe me some money."

"Surprise!" Teddy exclaimed, flinging mashed potato at George. 

Nova grinned. 

"Speaking of surprises," she stated. "I do believe there are presents to be exchanged."

The moment Teddy was freed from his chair, he ran into the living room where the tree stood. 

CRASH!

"And . . . he tripped," Harry declared. 

Nova stifled her laugh as she moved to make sure Teddy was still alive. 

Harry tried not to be distracted by his fiance. He tried really hard, but the red plaid skirt did not help. The skirt did not help especially since it showed her toned legs, stopping an inch above her knee. Nor did it help that her hair was tied into an intentionally messy bun, exposing her jaw. To add to it all, the black shirt held her figure magnificently. 

"Potter!" Remus shouted. "That's my daughter!"

"We're watching you," Sirius threatened.

"Oi! Potter!" Draco hissed in his ear. "That's my cousin you're drooling over!"

Harry rolled his eyes before shoving the other boy. 

When Nova found Teddy he was laying spread eagle with his face to the floor. 

"Come on ya little drama queen," Nova laughed. "You need to sit up to open more presents."

Harry, Nova, and Teddy woke up early that morning and opened their presents. However, since the Weasleys, Blaise, Theo, and Draco were coming over for dinner, they decided to wait to open the rest (AKA the ones gifted to them by their guests). 

Teddy perked up. 

"Why don't you go find Uncle George's present?" Nova asked as she pointed to the blue present under the tree. "It's that one."

Teddy brought it back obediently. 

"Now, Teddy Bear, you're going to take this to him once everyone settles in, alright?" 

"Yes, Mumma," Teddy nodded. 

Nova grinned as she brought Teddy onto her knee as they rested on the couch. 

Five minutes later, everyone sat around the living room. With the snap of her fingers, the present flew to the proper person. 

Teddy practically skipped over to George. "Uwle Geore."

Skeptically George opened it. When he did, roaring laughter shook his tall frame. 

He pulled out a large grey toy elephant ear, larger than Dumbo's. 

Before anyone could get a word in, an explosion sounded to George's left. 

Fred slowly looked up with soot covering his face. His ginger hair was sticking up as he turned to Nova. 

"I'm getting you back for this, Nox," He threatened, but it was meaningless. Fred was holding back his own laughter. 

"Good luck with that," Nova smirked.

"I think Harry should opened his gift from us," George smirked and practically shoved the present into his arms. 

When Harry opened it, it was a doll. 

But not just any doll. 

It was a Nova Lily Lupin-Black (soon to be Potter) action figure.