This is a story I wrote a while back and decided to post. Hope you al like it. It may not be one of my betters but...well I like it.
minerva's-kitten
Jezebel's Sacrifice
Chapter 1: Seriously
"Like seriously!?" was the exclamation that was agreed upon by the entirety of the room's inhabitants.
"This is not something we would joke about," Severus Snape snapped at the young eight year old with auburn curls in pigtails and curious hazel eyes.
The young child whimpered at the professor and tears formed in her eyes.
"I request you refrain from speaking in that tone to my sister again," snapped an angry man of 35 with short auburn hair and blue eyes. He picked up the girl and wondered over to another part of the room.
"Bloody Dumbledores," Severus mumbled going to sit by Flitwick and Remus.
"Now, now Brandon, Severus just calm down," came the stern voice of a 29 year old woman with her straight ebony hair in a tight bun and her green eyes glaring.
"I'll calm down when he stops insulting us," Brandon snapped while rubbing circles on his sister's back. Severus continued to quietly mumble to himself.
"All right everyone just relax. Now we're all on edge right now and this new predicament doesn't help any. But the plain fact is there is little we can do but encourage them and be supportive. So when he does come out everyone put on a happy face…he's going to need it," said a man of fifty-one with slicked back auburn hair and kind hazel eyes.
All the others nodded their heads in agreement but one. This one stayed in the dark corner she always preferred. But they saw her emerald cat eyes shining in the light that flickered from her elder sister's candle light not to far off.
Meet the Dumbledore children. As of now there are fourteen of them; the oldest being fifty-one years old and the youngest being four. For those that want to know: Daniel is 51, Matilda is 45, Benjamin 42(deceased), Brandon is 35, Rebecca 34(deceased), Catherine is 29, Jonathan is 25, Haley is 21, Jezebel is 18, Winston is 13, Marshall is 9, Erica and Eric are 8, and Joselynn is 4.
For fifty-one years now Minerva McGonagall and Albus Dumbledore have been married. And as you may have guessed the eldest; Daniel Marcus, was born the same year they married. Actually they married seven months before he was born; Minerva had conceived at Albus' 60th birthday party when she was 18. Nice story eh?
Well the real story is what's going on right now. As of now they, and the ones that have their own family, have all been called in by long time family friends Poppy Pomfrey, Rolanda Hooch, and Filius Flitwick. Remarkably Severus Snape, Tonks, and Remus as well. Even Molly and Arthur Weasley and their children, Harry Potter, and Hermione Granger have also been called.
Why one may ask? Well the answer is sad and happy. Let's watch……
"I can't believe Minerva is pregnant again," Molly sighed fixing everyone some more tea.
"Pregnant and …." Remus had to stop there. Because no one really wanted to admit it; but the fact was that this baby could very well kill her.
"Can't you though?" asked a young woman of 21 with ebony shoulder length curls held back with a headband and hazel eyes. The girl was sitting in an armchair with a glass of whisky; her stocking feet hanging over the arm of the chair.
"The simple facts are our mother and father our animals in the bed. She's also highly fertile…why else would there be so many of us…hey Johnny!" she exclaimed throwing the pillow back at him.
"TMI Haley," growled a tall and lank man with auburn hair and green eyes as he placed the pillow back behind his head.
"It's not like they all don't know it," she snapped.
"You still shouldn't say things like that. You obviously have spent too much time with your Aunt Rolanda," Poppy said eyeing her friend.
The flying instructor merely smirked and raised her glass in salute to her young protégé.
"Can we please just not talk about it?" sighed a woman of 45 with auburn curls pulled in a matronly bun and soft blue eyes.
"I know! Let's talk about who gets us in the event he has an emotional breakdown," chirped a boy of nine with spiky black hair and blue eyes.
"Shut up Marshall. She's going to be fine," came a voice from the dark corner.
"Merlin it talks!" Ron Weasley exclaimed and was promptly silenced by a whop to the head from his sister and Hermione. The truth was only the Dumbledore kids knew who was in the corner.
"The rules say father has us and father will take us," said a thirteen year old with blue eyes and auburn hair. He was sitting by Brandon reading the Hogwarts school rule book.
"Rules, rules. I hate rules," Haley sighed finishing off her whiskey.
"We all are painfully aware of this," Daniel smirked. Haley rolled her eyes and set down her glass.
"Mother will be fine as will father," came the cold voice from the dark. And in a flash a dark shadow was gone and out the door into the cold February rain leaving the old Dumbledore house and the inhabitants behind. Some of them were staring stupidly at the door left swinging in the shadow's wake.
And end scene! Okay people so now you have a bit of what the Dumbledore kids are like. Who was the shadow? Well let's go to the next scene!