A/N: Okay, so this is my first attempt at a fanfic. I know that it's not that great but it kind of just popped in my head.

I just made a few changes, if anyone see's any more errors please let me know.

I do not own these characters, the HP characters and world were created by JK Rowling

Harry could barely see in the dark of night, but that didn't seem to bother him much. His target was lit by the porch light near the front door. He'd been gone with his quidditch team for more than a month. Harry exhausted and was desperate to see his wife.

"Love?" Harry called as entered the house, "Where are you?"

After hearing no reply he set down his bags and went in search of his wife. As he made his way toward the staircase he heard a slight rustle in the living room and decided to check there first. He saw her sleeping on the couch, a blanket covering her and a book lying on her chest. He stood watching her for a few moments thinking about just how lucky he was to have her in his life. Harry reached down to stroke her cheek, marveling at her beauty.

God, she's so beautiful.

He gently picked up his love and carried her upstairs to their bedroom then set her on the bed. She stirred slightly as he stripped down to his boxers and climbed into bed with her.

"Harry?" Tonks slowly turned to her side and sleepily looked at her husband.

Harry kissed her lightly before replying, "Yeah, love?"

"Your home. I must have fallen asleep waiting for you." She said as she cuddled close her man.

"I'm sorry, Nymph, it's a lot later than I thought it would be." He said half asleep, and wrapped his arm around her.

"M'kay," she sighed and closed her eyes. "Hey Harry?"

"What?" Harry mumbled, nearly asleep.

"You're going to be a daddy."

"That's nice," he slurred and promptly fell asleep.

Tonks giggled and moved closer to him, thinking of how he would react when he realized what she had said.