The Dark Consort

Harry sends a paper across the table to the Dark Lord. "This test was made by a goblin healer, however, if you wish for another one that you can witness yourself, I won't be offended." Marvolo is staring at the piece of paper in front of him in shock. "You... are pregnant... and I'm... I'm the father! How is that possible? We did not sleep together, that much I do know."