A/N: Sorry its taken me so long to update! I was grounded from my laptop for a verrrryyyyy long time, but the good news is that I've managed to write many more chapters! (It will take ages for me to type it all up though.)

September 1st, 1956

"Minerva, are you okay in there?"

"Yes, Albus, I'm fine. Just go away." Minerva emotionally responded. She was sitting in the bathroom, on the cold hard floor, trying to stop the dizziness.

"Alright Honey, I'm off to make some last minute preparations for the feast. See you at lunch."

"I love you. Bye," Minerva shakily said.

Ten minutes later, when she was finally ready to get up, she walked into their bedroom. Their bedroom. It felt so funny to say. Albus and Minerva had been married for a few months now and she still felt butterflies every time she said his name. The room smelled like lemon drops and hot chocolate, Albus' favorite foods. Minerva never ceased to wonder how a man could eat so many sweets, yet stay so fit and trim. Minerva breathed in his scent one more time before leaving their quarters.

Minerva sat as she waited for the first-years to cross the lake. As Deputy Headmistress she had the responsibility of leading the Sorting. But she didn't mine, she loved her job and had managed to earn a reputation as a strict but fair teacher. Most students liked her (besides the Slytherins.)

Today, though Minerva was feeling out of sorts. She shrugged it off but deep down, she had a feeling that she knew what it was.

The sorting was over, and the feast was about to begin, when Albus started his introductory speech.

"Greetings. Before we eat I would like to say a few things. Gilsprout, Butterweed, and…"

At that moment he was stopped by a gagging Minerva dashing out of the Great Hall.

"Minerva, Wait!" yelled Albus as he sprinted after her. He found Minerva sitting on the floor, sobbing. "Minerva, what's wrong?"

She said in between sniffles, "It's just that I haven't felt well the last few days and the smell of the food made me want to puke."

"Should we get you checked out by Poppy?"

"Well, I think I know what is wrong. I mean, all of the signs point to the same thing. I think I'm expecting."

"Expecting what? A message?"

Minerva sighed. For the smartest wizard in the world, Albus could sure be a little dense. "Pregnant, Albus. I'm pregnant!"

"Oh, Minerva! This is wonderful!" He exclaimed, "Lets get Poppy to check right away! We can announce it tonight!"

Minerva sighed, "Fine. There's no way I'm going in the Great Hall, though."

So Albus ran back to the Hall, apologized to the students, got Poppy, and ran back to where Minerva was.

Poppy made some swirly motions with her wand. "Well Minny, you are indeed expecting!" Albus lifted Minerva off the ground and spun her around. Poppy then said, "But first things first, I get to be the god mum.

"Of course you do!" exclaimed Albus, "Now lets announce this wonderful surprise to the others!"

When he, Poppy, and Minerva returned, they were surprised to see that the students had waited patiently and hadn't touched their food.

"I am sorry about the delay, but it seems as though we have something to celebrate. My wife, the other Professor Dumbledore, is pregnant! The students and teachers roared with delight. "Lets eat!" exclaimed Albus, and they all did.

That night, everyone in the castle slept contently.

June 4th, 1957

A very heavily pregnant Minerva Dumbledore rushed to her classroom. Her students at first delighted in her being pregnant. They had thought she wouldn't give them as much homework, but they were gravely mistaken. For once the students were glad that they were taking their end of year exams because she had been piling on the homework and subtracting house points left from right.

So when Minerva sat got to her classroom, she sat down (it took her a while because she was exceptionally large for having just one child), and told her students to start the test.

The exam was about halfway done when she felt a sharp pain and screamed. Everyone's eyes were on her and she grunted, "Someone. Go. Get. Albus. NOW!"

A timid fifth year rushed out the door and sprinted to the Headmaster's office. She knocked.

"Come in!" Albus bellowed, "The password is wool socks!"

"Professor," the girl panted, "The other Professor Dumbledore needs you. I think she's in labor." Before she even finished her sentence Albus was out the door. When he reached her classroom she was lying on the floor with many students trying to help her. Albus scooped her up and carried her all the way to the hospital.

June 5th, 1957

It was well after midnight and Minerva was still in labor. "I swear to God, Albus, if I get out of this alive… YOU WILL NEVER TOUCH ME AGAIN!" Minerva tried to give Albus one of her famous stares, but her face contorted rather comically and Albus couldn't help but laugh. "What? You think this is funny, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian DUMBLEDORE? Your WIFE is in PAIN and you think this is FUNNY?"

"No Dear…"

"Don't you 'no Dear' me!" At that moment Minerva had another contraction.

Poppy shouted, "It's coming! Push, Minny! Push! Albus had to close his eyes until he heard a baby's squeal. Minerva relaxed.

"Phew, it's over." Then she felt another pain.

Poppy declared, "It's not over yet"

"WHAT! Albus and Minerva exclaimed in unison (for you see, Minerva and Albus had wanted to keep the baby's gender a surprise, so Poppy had left out the fact that they were having twins, too.)

"You guys told me to keep it a surprise!" They would have kept on arguing if it had not been for the cries of another baby.

"You did it Minny, I'm so proud of you!" admired Albus. Poppy washed off the babies and handed them to Minerva.

"What shall we name them?" Minerva cooed.

Albus replied, "This little ones a girl and she has your hair, so I say we name her Gwen. After your middle name, of course."

"That sounds perfect, love."

Albus chuckled, "So I take it you're not mad at me anymore?"

"How could I be? Look at these two beautiful babies we've made!"

Albus said, "They have our eyes." (It was true, the twins had blue and green flecked eyes.)

Minerva suddenly sat upright, "I've thought of the perfect name for our son! Percy, after your middle name because he has your auburn hair."

"I quite like that." Albus said thoughtfully. Poppy walked into the room.

"Minny your going to have to stay in bed for at least two more days."

"What? Well you can bring me my papers to correct."

"Yes," Poppy said, "I suppose we could."

"Is it alright if I sleep in here tonight, Poppy?" ALbus asked.

"Of course, Headmaster! Now unless you two, I mean four, need something else, im going to bed."

"Its fine Poppy," Minerva replied, "Just go to bed."

And with that, Poppy left, and all four members of the Dumbledore family fell into a deep sleep.