(It can be Harry or just a child!)

Fuck, Regulus was freaking out, on the verge of a full blown breakdown. He was stood in the upstairs bathroom of his and James's home, tears streaming silently down his face, hands shaking until he gripped them with white knuckles against the counter, so hard there would probably be marks in his palms for hours.

Regulus didn't even have a comprehension of his feelings. All he knew was the test in his hand, and the multiple on the bathroom sink, were all positive. He was pregnant. Him. Regulus was happy, he'd always dreamt of having a family to treat properly, especially after James came into his life.

But, fear still gripped his chest tight. What if James suddenly didn't want a child with him. It was impossible, a voice in his mind repeatedly told him, but Regulus's thoughts always got overwhelming and this was no different. It was late and he should just go to bed.

Regulus's head snapped up as he heard footsteps and he quickly tried to push the tests out of view, but James was already sleepily standing by the doorway, pulling on those gold rimmed glasses of his. "James...I have something to tell you-" Regulus swallowed, not really knowing why he was so scared to just say it. The two of them had always mutually wanted a family, right. "I'm- I'm pregnant."