Month Five- October

The fifth month of my pregnancy had started and Remus and I realised we were forgetting to do something very important; name the child. And just like the favour of cake for the wedding, there was a huge argument about it.

"Rachel?" Remus suggested.

"No." I shot down.

"Liz?"

"No."

"Kate?"

"No!"

"How about… Grace." Remus asked, looking up from an old baby name book that lay on the dining room table. "Grace for a girl?"

I rolled my eyes. "God no, we can't call are child Grace!"

Remus's face fell. "Please don't begin a long story about a girl you knew at Hogwarts-"

Too late. "I was in fourth year."

"Please stop-" He pleaded.

"This girl Grace was in my house, in the year above." I continued.

"Must you do this with all names?"

"And she was jealous of my new broomstick; the one daddy had got me for Christmas." I smiled at the memory of that broomstick. "So she was all like 'You don't deserve a broom like that because you're such a toad.'" I my smile turned grim.

"Look, Dora, I really don't care-" Remus interrupted.

"Long story short I punched her in the face."

"What?!" He exclaimed.

"Anyway," I proceeded, "You know we might have a boy. We should think of boy names, too."

"Okay then." Remus agreed.

I went on. "And it's pretty likely we'll have a boy because the uglier the father is, the lower the chance of a girl."

"Hey!"

I giggled. "How about Darkel for a boy?"

Remus looked horrified. "Is that even a name?"

I shrugged. "I made it up just then. People can do that, right? What about Uole or Kabba or Lulury. Actually that last one is more or a girl's name… "

He sighed. "This is going to be a long day."

"I like the name Luke." I told him.

He looked surprised. "A nice, normal name." He smiled. "I'll add it to the list." Remus pulled out the 'Maybe' list and wrote 'Luke' on it.

"Yeah, and then you can be all 'Luke I am your father.'"

"Muggle movie reference?" He guessed.

I nodded happily and he crossed Luke off the maybe list.

"I need a drink." Remus declared and walked over to the wine holder. Without even bothering to get a cup, he took a big swig, then paused. "Do you want some? Oh… wait you can't have any wine while pregnant. More for me." He teased, taking two more gulps and slumping back into his chair.

"I will kill you." I threated. He laughed like I was joking.

"How about this," Remus purposed, "I pick the name for a girl, and if it's a girl we'll use it. You pick a name for a boy and if it's a boy we'll use that name."

I thought for a moment. "Okay… If it's a boy his name will be Richard."

Remus looked happy at this. "That's a nice name."

"Yes, he can be called Richie Fonzie Lupin."

"No more Muggle Television for you." He decided.

"And what will you call our maybe daughter?" I asked.

Remus smiled. "I want to call her Nymphadora, after the most wonderful woman in the world."

I grinned. "Aww, that's so sweet! But I swear to Merlin, if you give our child such a dreadful name, you will not father her."

"Too late to back out of it." He sing-songed.

I died. "We are finding out the gender NOW!" I yelled running out the door.

Healer Munro greeted us cheerfully. "Hello Mrs. Lupin. Have you come for another check-up? Is this your husband? Hello, you must be Remus. I'm Healer-"

"Yeah, yeah, cut the chit-chat." I snorted impatiently.

"Looks like someone's getting fifth month irritation." She smiled. "And you're starting to show already."

I gave her a death stare. "I'm going to forget you said that."

Remus shook the healer's hand. "Please excuse my wife's behaviour. I would tell you she's not normally like this but… lying is wrong."

"One spell and it's all over. I'm not even kidding-"

Healer Munro laughed. "Have you come to find out baby's gender?"

"Yes." I spat coldly. If the child was going to have my name I would go mental(er).

"Okay. Hope up on the bed and expose your belly, Nymphadora."

"It's Tonks!" I snapped.

The healer began to rub a thick paste on my stomach. It was cold as ice.

"It hurts." I wined.

Healer Munro smirked. "Oh Honey, this is nothing compared to childbirth."

"Crap. This baby better be cute then."

"All children are beautiful." She protested.

Remus scoffed. "Not true."

Healer Munro examined the paste as it very slowly began to true a murky white. "Congratulations, it's a boy."

I became instantly happy. "A boy! Yes! Yes! Yes! No ugly name for my child! Suck it, Remus!"

"Do you know how hard it is for me to tell people you're my wife?" He sighed.

I paused. "Wait… a boy. Oh God, a boy! I don't know nothing about no boys. We're going to have a smelly, toilet seat ruining boy! Remus, I can't deal with that!"

"Calm down, Dora." He soothed. "You're going to be a great mother, to a boy or a girl. Our little tyke is going to be just wonderful. He will be smart and talented like I was as a child and… er, troublesome like you were."

I sighed. "If he's anything like me I'll go crazy. All those pranks I used to pull. You wanna know how why Filch's hair isn't quite right?"

"I really don't." He shuttered. "Let's just hope the kid has the best of you and the best if me. And that he doesn't inherit anything we don't want him to. Like my- "

"Oh stop trying to make this about you. He won't be a werewolf!"

Healer Munro looked mortified. "Did you say 'werewolf'?"

I acted calm. "Nope."

"But you-"

"I didn't hear her say anything about werewolves." Remus supported. "I think we'll be going now."

I nodded in a panic. "Yep. Let's go."

Well that took ages to update. I've been really busy lately with school and stuff but I should be going back to updating every week. Thanks to everyone who reads and reviews. You guys are awesome. I hope I didn't offend anyone with the names. One of the names made fun of is mine so I hope no offence is taken.