Poppy ducked, narrowing avoid the arm reaching over to hit the alarm. "Pom, why did you put it on my side again?"

Pomona gave a smile and lay on top of her wife with a grin.

"Because you sleep through it otherwise."

"I can think of better ways of being woke up." Poppy glanced under the sheets with a smile. "Somebody's awake." Poppy reached down and pinched a nipple.

"Remember silencing charms."

"Suddenly I think we should postpone this. Shower and then explain to neville about the bees and the bees."

"Save water and shower together?" Pomona suggested

"No funny business."

"I'm horny!" Pomona whined. "It's your fault. Fix it!"

"Okay."

Poppy began to slowly stroke herself looking at her wife the whole time. She made little

animal like noises as her pleasure grew with each stroke. She kept her eyes on her wife as she increased the pace.

"Poppy, that's not helping me."

"Well, join me."

"Shower will cover our noise better if we get loud enough to break the spell."

"Alright."

Poppy scurried to the shower pulling Pommie with her.

"I love showering with you. why don't we do it more?"

"Cause it tends to take too long and we were banned at school after the incident in the Quiddich locker rooms."

"ah, right. It was lucky that Mr. Crabbe took the bribe." Poppy begun to play with her wife's breasts. "What's your obsession with my breasts?" Pommie asked "They're nice breasts."

"Yours our perkier."

"Ah but yours provided food for my offspring and that's so sexier. Speaking of which i want a baby."

"What?! But you said no more..."

"I know but see you with Neville, i just think we are missing something."

"Poppy it would be difficult for me to carry a child."

"I want to carry it and the twins need a playmate to calm them. I mean think of it. Mins children and Mara's with no calming influence."

"Poppy." Pomona reached over and turned off the water.

"What I thought we were going to..."

"You kill the mood."

"You don't..."

"I don't what? Don't want to agree to something that needs serious consideration in the throes of sex? Don't want to have sex? Don't want to give up another seventeen years? Don't what?"

"Nevermind." Poppy dried off and dressed refusing to show the pain in her eyes.

"Poppy..."

"I don't want to talk about it. It was a foolish mistake even saying anything. Your right. Why give up another seventeen years?"

"Hey! Did you listen to anything else I said? We need to talk about this seriously. I can't lose another child and you know the risk increase with age. I cannot lose my wife. As hard as it was to lose our daughter, I'll be damned if there's a chance i'll lose you. mara and min got lucky. but you know what Mara went through to get the girls."

"You don't think I don't." Poppy wiped at tears.

"Oh Merlin! Spanish wine...two weeks ago...Poppy, are you? But you said I was too old." Pomona chuckled. "Oh for Merlin's sake Poppy you're three months older than me."

"I'm sorry."

Tears flowed now like a floodgate had opened.

"Shhh,shh. We'll figure it out. I'll retire in three years. You'll take next year off. Perhaps Apollo will cover for you. Theoriski is the best for high risk pregnancies. You can't be more than two weeks along. We'll figured it out. You aren't showing at all." Pomona laughed "I would've notice."

"I feel so stupid. How are we going to tell everyone? At least with Min and Albus it was unconscious wanting."

"It's one of those things that just happens in a marriage. No one needs to know the details of the conceptions. Hell, I can't remember the details. We'll say it's a nice surprise."

"You you aren't mad." Poppy sounded scared and so unsure. Something that Pommie knew was incredibly rare for her wife.

"No. Very surprised. Have you seen a mediwitch yet?"

"No. I was scared I mean..."

"We'll do that when we'll get back. I'm just scare." Pomona smiled.

"I could call Apollo. He won't tell. He knows not to."

"Poppy, when were you going to tell me ?"

"I was going to scream it out during sex but neville interrupted us."

"You did that once already."

"I did?"

"With Rose. Hey you think we'll managed to deliever this one in St. Mungo's?"

"No I want Apollo to deliver if he will. At Hogwarts..."

"I will feel better if you were in St. Mungo's so if anything happens..."

"We'll see love."

"I'm sorry for not telling you before."

"It's alright."

"I'm exhausted." Poppy sighed

"Im sorry but we have to tell Neville love. But then you can stay in the room if you want."

"Yeah. Might be a good idea. Are we ok?"

"We're fine. I'm sorry I was so mean."

"I gave you a shock."

"Yes but a nice one smiles. you know this will give minerva a reason to make us stay on."

"Oh like she doesn't have enough staffing problems."

"Can you imagine? Five many monsters swarming hogwarts."

"Five?!"

Pomona begun to hyperventiling

"Not all ours love. Deep breath deep breath."

Poppy sat her wife down.

"Breathe hun. Our baby, the kittens and the bats."

"Right. ok." Pomona stared at her wife's stomach. "There's better be only one."

"Well twins seem to be appearing a lot."

"Don't even joke."

"It could be the castle you know?"

"There's one in there, right?" Pomona spoke to her wife's stomach. Poppy laughed.

Neither one heard the knock at the door.