Post by idealrain on Apr 26, 2006 23:38:01 GMT -5
~I'll finish this before the deadline~
-semi-Lions’ den universe but speeded up. Not herbal medicine verse-
“Albus, are you sure this is a good idea?” Minerva asked nervously, looking around at the large crowd gathered around them waiting for the portkey to activate.
“My dear, it’s a vacation with our friends and family in your family’s home in Scotland. We like everyone and are related to a large majority of them. Niccolo and Aurora can join us as soon as the trial is over. It’s the kittens and hawks’ first vacation and I know Severus just bought a new camera to capture every moment. Poppy and Xiomara can relax before the births and we can get to know our future son-in-laws. Harry, Hermione, Ginny and Ron can race around the grounds and Neville and Draco enjoy the privacy before having to hide during the school term. Why, I believe this will be the best vacation ever!” Albus proclaimed, beaming at the thought of all the people he love together.
“I do admire your naiveté when comes to people getting along dear.” Minerva admitted, amused. Suddenly the familiar pull tugged at their navels and they were whisked off to Scotland.
Day One
Poppy was unpacking her suitcases (she bought fourteen); where to her horror she realized she only bought white socks. “MONA!” She wailed.
“What, my love?” Pomona raced up the stairs where her seven and half month’s pregnant wife was. “Are you in labor? I’m getting Apollo.” She went to the door.
“No. I wished I was.” Poppy glared at her wife threateningly. “I only bought white socks and you know they make my ankles look fat.”
Pomona chose not to comment. “Do you want to wear mine, dear?”
Poppy pouted. “Could you just pop home and get me those soft blue ones please?”
“Of course. Anything else?”
“Not that you mention it….” Pomona didn’t return until four hours later.
Day two
Minerva happily leaped from the ground up onto the windowsill. Harry and Ginny were watching the kittens and she could roam. Smirking, Minerva settled down to watch her eldest son and his current boyfriend. I’m going to have such pretty redhead grandkittens. She purred happily at the thought when two sticky hands grabbed her. MJ! The young girl just giggled and towed the tabby to unknown doom. I’m going to have a talk with you, my little demon namesake!
Day Three
The potion turned bright blue.
“I-I---Merlin! You’re pregnant!” A shock voice said.
“You did want kids, right?”
“I wasn’t expecting now! We have no way to raise them! We’re going to be killed!”
“Last night you said you could die happily!”
“I didn’t know you did this to me then!”
Day four
“Anyone seen Pol and Bill?” Minerva asked, realizing her son had disappeared hours ago.
Apollo rushed into the room, flushed. “Mom, Papa. We got married!”
The room went silent. “Albus, I thought Apollo said he and Bill got married.” Minerva said.
“He did.”
“Ah. Aurora is going to literally tear you into extremely tiny pieces for eloping and I shudder to think what your mother is going to do, William.” Minerva replied calmly.
“So in summery, welcome to the McDores, Bill.” Albus said warmly.
Day six
Poppy stretched trying relieved her backache. Unexpectly she felt a sharp pain. Oh, no! No! Not now. We’re in a 3,000 year-old castle where you can only come and go with a portkey. No!
“Mona!”
“What? Do you need new socks? I knew I should’ve bought the yellow ones. But I thought they would be too warm.”
“Mona, shut up! I’m in labor! Get Apollo now!” Pomona fainted. Poppy rolled her eyes. Sure I can deliver my own kids no problem. She thought for a second. “APOLLO!!!!”
“Aunt Poppy? Oh Merlin!!” Apollo felt like this was his first delivery.
“Just catch, dear.” Poppy glanced thoughtfully at the floor. “You might want to wake up my wife to see if she wants to see her children being born.”
“Of course.” Apollo smiled reassuringly and hoped his aunt didn’t notice his shaking hands.
-semi-Lions’ den universe but speeded up. Not herbal medicine verse-
“Albus, are you sure this is a good idea?” Minerva asked nervously, looking around at the large crowd gathered around them waiting for the portkey to activate.
“My dear, it’s a vacation with our friends and family in your family’s home in Scotland. We like everyone and are related to a large majority of them. Niccolo and Aurora can join us as soon as the trial is over. It’s the kittens and hawks’ first vacation and I know Severus just bought a new camera to capture every moment. Poppy and Xiomara can relax before the births and we can get to know our future son-in-laws. Harry, Hermione, Ginny and Ron can race around the grounds and Neville and Draco enjoy the privacy before having to hide during the school term. Why, I believe this will be the best vacation ever!” Albus proclaimed, beaming at the thought of all the people he love together.
“I do admire your naiveté when comes to people getting along dear.” Minerva admitted, amused. Suddenly the familiar pull tugged at their navels and they were whisked off to Scotland.
Day One
Poppy was unpacking her suitcases (she bought fourteen); where to her horror she realized she only bought white socks. “MONA!” She wailed.
“What, my love?” Pomona raced up the stairs where her seven and half month’s pregnant wife was. “Are you in labor? I’m getting Apollo.” She went to the door.
“No. I wished I was.” Poppy glared at her wife threateningly. “I only bought white socks and you know they make my ankles look fat.”
Pomona chose not to comment. “Do you want to wear mine, dear?”
Poppy pouted. “Could you just pop home and get me those soft blue ones please?”
“Of course. Anything else?”
“Not that you mention it….” Pomona didn’t return until four hours later.
Day two
Minerva happily leaped from the ground up onto the windowsill. Harry and Ginny were watching the kittens and she could roam. Smirking, Minerva settled down to watch her eldest son and his current boyfriend. I’m going to have such pretty redhead grandkittens. She purred happily at the thought when two sticky hands grabbed her. MJ! The young girl just giggled and towed the tabby to unknown doom. I’m going to have a talk with you, my little demon namesake!
Day Three
The potion turned bright blue.
“I-I---Merlin! You’re pregnant!” A shock voice said.
“You did want kids, right?”
“I wasn’t expecting now! We have no way to raise them! We’re going to be killed!”
“Last night you said you could die happily!”
“I didn’t know you did this to me then!”
Day four
“Anyone seen Pol and Bill?” Minerva asked, realizing her son had disappeared hours ago.
Apollo rushed into the room, flushed. “Mom, Papa. We got married!”
The room went silent. “Albus, I thought Apollo said he and Bill got married.” Minerva said.
“He did.”
“Ah. Aurora is going to literally tear you into extremely tiny pieces for eloping and I shudder to think what your mother is going to do, William.” Minerva replied calmly.
“So in summery, welcome to the McDores, Bill.” Albus said warmly.
Day six
Poppy stretched trying relieved her backache. Unexpectly she felt a sharp pain. Oh, no! No! Not now. We’re in a 3,000 year-old castle where you can only come and go with a portkey. No!
“Mona!”
“What? Do you need new socks? I knew I should’ve bought the yellow ones. But I thought they would be too warm.”
“Mona, shut up! I’m in labor! Get Apollo now!” Pomona fainted. Poppy rolled her eyes. Sure I can deliver my own kids no problem. She thought for a second. “APOLLO!!!!”
“Aunt Poppy? Oh Merlin!!” Apollo felt like this was his first delivery.
“Just catch, dear.” Poppy glanced thoughtfully at the floor. “You might want to wake up my wife to see if she wants to see her children being born.”
“Of course.” Apollo smiled reassuringly and hoped his aunt didn’t notice his shaking hands.
xXx 
