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Post by BlazeFourPaws on Nov 2, 2005 13:01:02 GMT -5
How adorable. I love the golden trio as the cubly trio. Keep up the good work.
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Post by gingerkitten on Nov 2, 2005 15:13:33 GMT -5
That's so funny. I'm giggling over the mental image of the trio as lions sitting on Minerva's bed.
K
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Post by Alesia on Nov 2, 2005 22:13:06 GMT -5
the Trio as lion cubs is just too funny. You nailed bill's humor right on.
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Post by JKMcGonagall on Nov 3, 2005 0:05:11 GMT -5
The trio as lion cubs. How cute. I can just picture them, Harry with his strange markings, Ron with a red mane, and Hermione with very bushy fur. That is a perfect way to keep Minerva entertained while she is not able to get out and about. Kudos to Bill Weasley for being so thoughtful, and to the cubs for being willing to do it.
Keep up the great work on this story. It just gets more and more enjoyable all the time.
Kay
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Post by robinfawkes on Nov 7, 2005 3:52:27 GMT -5
I want one too!!! Minerva can have those three but maybe I could have Neville, the lion cub? Please, pretty please, pretty please with a sherbert lemon on top? I love this story sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much, ad far as i'm concerned this is the real Harry Potter universe and if it isn't don't tell me and let me live in this dream
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Post by blpaul who is lazy on Nov 7, 2005 16:54:21 GMT -5
I agree. This story Rocks. I do love my delusional, insane dream. they are quite lovely...
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Post by idealrain on Nov 7, 2005 21:05:50 GMT -5
~Lion cubs will be available at Weasley Wizard Wheezes for five gallons ;D~
Day six 9:48 p.m. Albus slipped into bed and smiled. Minerva looked over at him.
“What?”
“I’m just happy to have my wife barefoot and pregnant again.” His eyes looked innocent enough.
“Barefoot and pregnant, huh? I’ll show you barefoot and pregnant.” She grabbed a pillow and began to hit him.
“Stop it. This can’t be part of bedrest.”
“Well, we are in bed.”
“Hmmm, you’re right.” With that he leaned forward and capture her lips. Minerva moaned and deepen the kiss before breaking it.
Her eyes regretful, “We can’t. Theoriski said the stitching will be damage.”
Kissing her head, Albus replied, “We’ll wait then. Only until New Year’s, right?”
“ALBUS!”
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Post by gingerkitten on Nov 7, 2005 21:09:21 GMT -5
you're a cruel, cruel man Albus Dumbledore....
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Post by BlazeFourPaws on Nov 7, 2005 22:18:01 GMT -5
Giggles. More. That was much too short.
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Post by JKMcGonagall on Nov 8, 2005 0:30:03 GMT -5
Oh, stop teasing her, Albus. Get him good, Min.
Of course, a good pillow fight can count as bedrest as long as both of you are in it (the bed I mean). Heh heh heh. Just be careful of the stitches, we don't want Min back in St. Mungo's any time soon.
Ok, now I'm off to Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes to get myself one of those adorable lion cubs to play with while waiting for the next installment. I just have to decide if I want the Harry or the Neville type.
Kay
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Post by tanja on Nov 8, 2005 3:54:05 GMT -5
lovely, funny update... but much too short
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Post by BlazeFourPaws on Nov 8, 2005 17:53:57 GMT -5
Okay Becks told me to inform all of you that all of her stories are currently on hiatus. A death occured in her family and life is hectic in the aftermath but she is fine. She will return to the stories as soon as life settles down. Keep her in your thoughts. ~Blaze
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Post by idealrain on Nov 15, 2005 18:06:44 GMT -5
Day ten 730 am Minerva rolled over expecting her husband to be there, but instead she encountered a sheet of greasy black hair.
“Sev?”
“Hmm, what?” Severus replied.
“Not that I don’t enjoy your company (under most circumstances) but what are you doing in my bed?”
“Oh, Xio said you will help me with my morning sickness.” “Why can’t she help you?” “Um, Ikindapissedheroffandnowshetriedtohexmeintoalion.” Severus mumbled.
“Well, there are worse things.” Minerva giggled. “Like sharing a bed with a Slytherin.” “Or being a cover hog.”
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Post by BlazeFourPaws on Nov 15, 2005 18:38:49 GMT -5
Laughs rolling on floor.
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Post by Alesia on Nov 15, 2005 21:27:44 GMT -5
LOL !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
okay so I can just see Minerva as being a coverhog. I mean if she doesn't have Albus' arms around her you have to wrap up in something don't you?
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Post by tanja on Nov 16, 2005 6:06:01 GMT -5
adorable scene !!!!!!! omg!! just imagins that !!!
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Post by gingerkitten on Nov 17, 2005 12:11:53 GMT -5
I'm a cover hog and proud of it! Worse things like sharing a bed with a Slytherin...how true!
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Post by idealrain on Dec 2, 2005 23:09:09 GMT -5
i'm stuck and on edge of exams. prolly will work on it over winter break
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Post by idealrain on Dec 6, 2005 1:17:02 GMT -5
Day twelve 243 p.m.
A redhead popped into the bedroom doorway. Minerva put down the romance novel and smiled.
“Hello, kitten. Aren’t you suppose to be in court?” “Madam Bones called a early recess.” Aurora paused and kissed her mom’s cheek. “ Papa told me you were getting restless. How are the kittens?”
“Mmm..not moving that much right now.”
“Probably don’t have much room.” As Aurora spoke those words, Minerva started to laughed.
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Post by gingerkitten on Dec 6, 2005 10:35:16 GMT -5
cute!
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Post by idealrain on Dec 12, 2005 22:39:49 GMT -5
Athena Minerva
aphrodite pomona
goddess of witchcraft
anna something
thanks blaze in advance for making her doing names again
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Post by idealrain on Dec 28, 2005 21:37:38 GMT -5
“I wasn’t this big with you and Apollo. I have an appointment with Theoriski next week.” Minerva smiled at her daughter. “Papa told me that you had a gentleman in your apartment late at night. Would you like to explain?”
“um…I met Nicky through Apollo actually. So Apollo likes him and approves. “ Aurora tried a winning smile on her mum.
“But the question remains why was he in your apartment at three in morning?” Minerva looked stern.
“We are dating.”
“You are dating.” Minerva repeated. “Your dates are at very odd times Aurora Caoimhe Morgaine McGonagall-Dumbledore. I don’t recall your father being on a date with me at three a.m.”
“Um, yeah, well, we were um, playing chess! And you know how involve a game of chess can be.” Aurora thought she was saved by her father entering the room.
“They were playing chess, dear.”
Albus looked alarmed.
“I don’t think I want my daughter playing the type of chess I would be playing at three in the morning. After all that’s how we got the first set of kittens!”
“I know dear. But our daughter is an adult and I’m sure Nicky is a nice young man.” Minerva soothed Albus.
“Fine. But I want to meet him.”
“Of course.”
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Post by idealrain on Jan 12, 2006 13:27:15 GMT -5
Minerva tapped her foot impatiently, waiting for her husband. “Albus! Let’s go already.” Her first day out of bed in a month was to include a 10 o’clock with Theoriski which she was now fifteen minutes late for.
“Albus! Let’s go. I want to know when I can get off of bed rest. You want to know when I get off of bed rest. What in Merlin’s name is taking so long?”
“I accidentally got my beard caught in the sink again.” Albus’ beard was several inches shorter.
“You know when the kittens arrive you’re probably have to cut it short.” Minerva looked at him critically.
“Rory really did a number on it last time didn’t she?” Albus winced remembering when Aurora used to yank on his beard for fun. His jaw was dislocated several times.
“Hmmm, and I need to remember to braid my hair at night.” She smiled and begins to dance.
“You’re dancing?” Albus asked amused.
“Hey, I’m out of bed. Let’s go.” With that she threw floo powder into the fireplace and disappeared.
Shaking his head, Albus soon followed.
“Minerva McDore for Dominick Theoriski.” The nurse looked up, bored but suddenly became interest when she realized the two people in front of her were the greatest witch and wizard of the age.
“I’ll tell him you’re here, Mrs. McDore.” Minerva frowned, realizing the nurse was new and probably unaware of the privacy vow she and Dominick made which included all his staff.
“My love, we’ve been found out.” Minerva looked over at Albus who was happily reading muggle magazines.
“There’s nothing she can say unless she likes being held in contempt of a court order. We made sure the court order was airtight when Rory filed it in May.”
“Of course.” Minerva smiled. It was handy to have a lawyer in the family. “I just hate having my private life gawk at.” She drummed her fingers on her stomach and a second later was answered by a kick. Someone wasn’t pleased. “Sorry.”
“About what?” Albus was confused.
“Someone didn’t like the rhythm I guess.” She explained what happened and Albus laughed.
“Feeling a little nervous, Mrs. McDore?”
“Just a bit. I don’t want to be back on bed rest. I want to teach. “Minerva said.
“McDore?” A different nurse appeared. “Right this way.”
A couple minutes, Minerva lay on a table, with her stomach exposed. Theoriski smiled reassure at her.
“I know this new technology is a little inmatdating but it will allow me to check the stitches and the positions of the fetuses without a physical exam. “ He began to spread a clear gel on her stomach. Minerva shivered. “Ah now then. Appareo Fetus.”
A blue light appeared above Minerva’s stomach. Suddenly there was movement.
“Is that…?” Albus was dumbstruck by the image.
“That was someone kicking my ribs.” Minerva groaned.
Theoriski chuckled. “O.k. As you can see, the twins are slightly small for their age and probably will be in St. Mungo’s a couple days after delivery which is normal for twins. Twin A is smaller than twin B and I think if we can deliver her first it would be better.” Theoriski jotted some notes in the chart.
“Her?” Minerva asked.
“Sorry I forgot you didn’t want to know.” Theoriski grinned sheepishly. “But definitely a her.” He picked up his wand and continued. “I’m pleased to see the stitches are holding up well. I’m thinking you could resume normal activities but I would hold off any extra strenuous physical activities. You’re twenty-six weeks. I would feel comfortable delivering if you went to labor now. But if you can keep them in for a couple more weeks it would be better.” He wrote the results in the chart and sealed it. “Good job, mom. I’ll see you in two weeks.”
“Her. Another daughter.” Albus felt a tear rolled down his cheek.
“Rory will be pleased. My daughters.” Minerva half laughed- half sobbed.
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Post by LadyJolly on Jan 12, 2006 22:47:02 GMT -5
Awwww...Another Daughter!! WOOT! I'm glad Minerva is fine and everything is going well. great update!! More soon please
Lady Jolly
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Post by Alesia on Jan 13, 2006 16:41:52 GMT -5
Hoot! Girls or at least one girl! hehehe Albus, Harry and Apollo may end up out numbered 3 to 4.
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Post by idealrain on Jan 13, 2006 17:33:12 GMT -5
She reached up and kissed Albus. A nurse enters and began to wipe the remaining jelly off of Minerva’s stomach.
“I’m guessing you received good news, then. “ The nurse smiled. It didn’t surprised her they were married, although the fact the couple were having a child now was.
“A baby girl.” Albus said proudly as if it was the first baby girl in history.
“Plus one.” Minerva smiled as she kissed her husband again.
“Twins. That will be a handful.” She finished up and smiled. “Go see the desk nurse for your next appointment. “
Minerva changed into her bulky green robes, which hid her figure and quickly added the brooch Albus gave her on their twenty-fifth anniversary. Albus looked at her and started to asked,
“I know you are happy about teaching again but weren’t you going to ask about….”
Minerva shushed Albus “I thought the fact he doesn’t want me to do any serious physical activities would included that.”
“I think I’ll go back and ask him.” Albus turned around to ask.
“Albus! I’ll owl him later. Randy old goat..” She turned to the secretary. “He wanted to see me in two weeks.”
“For what? You can’t possible be pregnant. For one thing you’re too old and another you aren’t married. I’m sure Professor Dumbledore is just being a gentleman and accompying his unwed Transfiguration teacher.” She smiled adoringly at Albus.
The air suddenly grew cold in the waiting room.
“Minerva…” Albus warned. He knew with the hormones Minerva was dangerous, which was why two days ago a mouse with greasy black fur and rather big nose appeared in his office. Severus was more understanding that one would expect since Xiomara came into the habit of turning him into a lion-badger hybrid.
“I’m not too old to be having these babies and how dare you flirt with my husband! Why I should curse those fluttering eyelashes into non-existence. I should….”
Albus heard the rumble from afar. He looked for something, anything substantial to hide behind. Finding nothing suitable, he cast the strong shedding spell he knew on the waiting room. Albus braced himself and suddenly there was a loud plop. Albus slowly got up and looked at his wife. Where there used to be the secretary, smoke was lingering. He sighed.
“Min, wait for me at the floo. I’ll explain to Theoriski why his secretary blew up and then get Alastor to track her down.”
Minerva glared at him. “Now, Min.” She stormed off in a huff.
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Post by gingerkitten on Jan 13, 2006 21:56:39 GMT -5
Excellent! I would blow someone like that secretary up too if I were Minerva. Please update again soon.
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Post by JKMcGonagall on Jan 14, 2006 12:53:57 GMT -5
That secretary had no business saying anything like that to Minerva. She deserved to be blown up. Poor Albus, I can just picture him trying to shield himself from what he knew was going to happen. Minerva, with hormones, can be quite scary at times. Heh heh heh heh!!!
Will wait anxiously for the next update.
Kay
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Post by idealrain on Jan 14, 2006 19:24:03 GMT -5
She stormed off in a huff.
Albus appeared at the floo and snuck up on Minerva, catching her hand. She quickly removed her hand from his and flooed separately from him. Albus rolled his eyes. This is going to be a fun night.
“Hey, how was the appointment?” Pommie glanced up from her grading.
“Fine.” Minerva said in a huff. “Just a teeny¬bopper flirted with my husband and then Albus got upset when I accidentally blew her up. “
“Um, ok. It was necessary to blow her up? Usually you just turned them into mice.”
“She called me old!” Minerva fumed. “She said I was an old unmarried woman who manipulated Albus.” Sparks flew out of her wand, lighting a few of Pommie’s paper. Without a second glance, Pommie simply extinguished them and let Minerva continued her rant.
“She had no right to pass judgment on me. How dare she!”
Pommie looked half-amused and half-appalled at the situation. She opened her mouth to comment but was cut off by Albus’ arrived.
“Mina, did you really have to blow her up? Now I don’t know how I can show my face there again.”
“Your face? Listen, I’m pissed off, hormonal, horny, and retaining water. If you value your life, you would support me right now!”
The door to the staff lounge open and Fillus ducked his head in for a second,
“Does anyone….” He trailed off noticing Minerva and decided the staff’s weekly poker game could wait. Quickly leaving again, he wondered what happen but decided it wasn’t important to find out right then.
“I do support you. I’ve always support you. But I wondered if you really want my support after today.” Albus said frustrated.
“What do you mean by that? “ Minerva cried.
“I thought you were going to asked Theoriski about when we could resume our evening activities.” “This is about sex?! The reason I didn’t ask was because I already owled him last week. We could been having sex for a week but you’ve been busy with “important” things, which I can’t know about. Am I that ugly that you no longer find me attractive?” Minerva’s face was red and Pommie wonder whether she was going to yell or cry. “Minerva Aurora Charlotte McGonagall-Dumbledore, I’ve been trying to get the nursery ready so you can relax and not worry about the room being ready. I also been flooing back home to get that room ready for the kittens.” Albus’ eyes glowed. “I’ve been taking cold showers and matters into my own hands when I could’ve been having sex with my wife!” The vase next to Albus shattered without any warning.
The door to the lounge opened again. Poppy and Xiomara walked in, wanting to know how the appointment went. “Pops, I believe our esteem Headmaster and equally esteem Deputy Headmistress are fighting.” Xiomara grinned.
“I believe that the argument is about their sex life too, Mara.”
“Oh, bugger off.” Albus and Minerva said in unison. Poppy pretended to faint at the harsh language conventialy landing in her wife’s lap.
“Do you guys realized you could use this time to actually have sex?” Pommie pointed out, moving Poppy’s head from the papers on her lap.
Minerva opened her mouth when the fire in the staff lounge turned green.
“Mother!! Did you really have to blow up the head nurse? I started my shift at three and all I’ve heard was how Minerva McGonagall blew someone up. I have to work there. Why can’t you blow up Rory’s workplace?“ Apollo wailed.
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Kierah
Gryffindor Seeker
should I betray the man who once inspired my voice? do I become his prey; do I have any choice?
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Post by Kierah on Jan 14, 2006 20:35:02 GMT -5
-cracks up-
This was really funny!
More please!
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