Post by mcgonagallrocks on Oct 10, 2006 22:16:21 GMT -5
I’m not exactly sure where this belongs so it’s just going into Fluff. It’s by no means a real story just a little drabble.
I own nothing at all zip nada zilch. Making no money at all. Charmed (where I got the idea from) belongs to the WB ect and HP belongs to JK ect.
Rating:G
Author: mcgonagallrocks
“Min my hair is going white out here come on.” Xiomara Hooch sighed outside the changing room at Madam Malkin’s Robe Shop. “First don’t call me Min and second I look ridiculous.” Minerva McGonagall poked her head out between the curtains.
“You can’t look that bad.”
“It’s all too pink.” She finally came out. Minerva was dressed almost completely head to toe in pink ruffles. Xiomara tried to stifle a giggle but failed horribly. “Oh hush up.” Minerva glared. “It looks….” Xiomara bit her lip.
“Say it and you are a mouse.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“Just try me.”
Xiomara knew better than to tick off Minerva anymore right now. She had a temper normally but since she got pregnant, it was even worse. “Min you had to do this. You could barely get your robes on.” She said. “I could have gone up a size or three.” Minerva fussed with the ruffles. “I never needed to resort to… maternity robes, and don’t call me Min.”
“.Minerva Katherine McGonagall you know you needed too.”
“Did not.” Minerva glared. If looks could have killed, that one would have.
“Besides look at it this way now you can match your dear sweet husband.”
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Minerva stood there looking in the mirror. She looked a mess. She looked like Albus. Pink ruffles were not right. It just wasn’t. Suddenly a glimpse of silver was in the edge of the mirror and Minerva felt a soft kiss on her neck. “How long have you been there?” she chuckled. “A minute or two.” A voice she recognized said. “Well that’s just not fair. You’re not allowed to watch me unless I know it.”
“You look beautiful my dear.” He gently removed the hairpins from her bun letting ebony tresses fall down her back.
“No offence Albus but I look like you.”
“Sweetheart I don’t think I’ve ever attempted pink ruffles.”
“Your fashion statement would be worse than this if I wasn’t around.”
“I take that as in insult Tabby.”
She stood up a moment later and wrapped her arms around his waist. “You are a little crazy with the color choices Albus.” “That’s a bad thing? After all according to the Daily Prophet I am a bit eccentric.”
“Albus Percival Wilfric Brian Dumbledore this is nonsense.”
“No it’s called my beautiful wife is pregnant and she gets to flaunt it.”
“Oh go answer your letters. I have to go see Poppy anyway.”
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“Ro you really need to learn how to paper yourself.” Pommie giggled finishing off her friends face mask. “It’s an essential part of being female” Poppy joined in the laughter. “Now there are three faces that could scare the robes off the dark Lord.” Minerva stood in the door way a few bags in her hands. “Cute Min Really…..” the mediwitch was stopped mid sentence when she realized what her friend was wearing. “Maternity robes? Who are you and what have you done with Minerva?” Xiomara looked at her shocked.
“It was just time for a bit of a change of pace. Besides none of my robes fit.” The pregnant witch sat down on the arm of the couch the other three were on. “Sure and Albus didn’t have anything to do with this?” Pommie smiled looking a bit like Frankenstein to put it lightly.
“No I just figure when you’ve got it flaunt it!”
I own nothing at all zip nada zilch. Making no money at all. Charmed (where I got the idea from) belongs to the WB ect and HP belongs to JK ect.
Rating:G
Author: mcgonagallrocks
When You’ve Got It Flaunt It
“Min my hair is going white out here come on.” Xiomara Hooch sighed outside the changing room at Madam Malkin’s Robe Shop. “First don’t call me Min and second I look ridiculous.” Minerva McGonagall poked her head out between the curtains.
“You can’t look that bad.”
“It’s all too pink.” She finally came out. Minerva was dressed almost completely head to toe in pink ruffles. Xiomara tried to stifle a giggle but failed horribly. “Oh hush up.” Minerva glared. “It looks….” Xiomara bit her lip.
“Say it and you are a mouse.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“Just try me.”
Xiomara knew better than to tick off Minerva anymore right now. She had a temper normally but since she got pregnant, it was even worse. “Min you had to do this. You could barely get your robes on.” She said. “I could have gone up a size or three.” Minerva fussed with the ruffles. “I never needed to resort to… maternity robes, and don’t call me Min.”
“.Minerva Katherine McGonagall you know you needed too.”
“Did not.” Minerva glared. If looks could have killed, that one would have.
“Besides look at it this way now you can match your dear sweet husband.”
******************************************************
Minerva stood there looking in the mirror. She looked a mess. She looked like Albus. Pink ruffles were not right. It just wasn’t. Suddenly a glimpse of silver was in the edge of the mirror and Minerva felt a soft kiss on her neck. “How long have you been there?” she chuckled. “A minute or two.” A voice she recognized said. “Well that’s just not fair. You’re not allowed to watch me unless I know it.”
“You look beautiful my dear.” He gently removed the hairpins from her bun letting ebony tresses fall down her back.
“No offence Albus but I look like you.”
“Sweetheart I don’t think I’ve ever attempted pink ruffles.”
“Your fashion statement would be worse than this if I wasn’t around.”
“I take that as in insult Tabby.”
She stood up a moment later and wrapped her arms around his waist. “You are a little crazy with the color choices Albus.” “That’s a bad thing? After all according to the Daily Prophet I am a bit eccentric.”
“Albus Percival Wilfric Brian Dumbledore this is nonsense.”
“No it’s called my beautiful wife is pregnant and she gets to flaunt it.”
“Oh go answer your letters. I have to go see Poppy anyway.”
******************************************************
“Ro you really need to learn how to paper yourself.” Pommie giggled finishing off her friends face mask. “It’s an essential part of being female” Poppy joined in the laughter. “Now there are three faces that could scare the robes off the dark Lord.” Minerva stood in the door way a few bags in her hands. “Cute Min Really…..” the mediwitch was stopped mid sentence when she realized what her friend was wearing. “Maternity robes? Who are you and what have you done with Minerva?” Xiomara looked at her shocked.
“It was just time for a bit of a change of pace. Besides none of my robes fit.” The pregnant witch sat down on the arm of the couch the other three were on. “Sure and Albus didn’t have anything to do with this?” Pommie smiled looking a bit like Frankenstein to put it lightly.
“No I just figure when you’ve got it flaunt it!”
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