My dear MirandaMinerva. I do not blame you for being feisty when you are going through a divorce. I understand the first bit. It was a rather quick transition. On the second piece, Hermione cared for Severus, but not so much that she's going to be completely broken up about losing him. Besides…Now she's got Minerva… ;) I appreciate your reviews and I hope to see more of them in the future.

I wish I owned them…But that will only happen if I Polyjuice myself into J.K. Rowling…Hmmm…

Ch. 10

Hermione woke up the next morning feeling refreshed. Her stomach was completely happy. 'I suppose I could take that stuff more often.' As the day was a Hogsmeade day, Hermione rolled lazily out of bed and got in the shower, trying to wake herself up. Once finished getting ready, she made her way to Minerva's room.

"Pixie." Godric swung outward, grumbling about the early hour. "Sorry, Godric, but I'm sure she's already up too."

Godric nodded sleepily and closed behind her.

"Minerva?" Hermione poked her head into Minerva's bedroom. "Are you awake, Love?"

A low groan came from the dark of the room.

Hermione giggled. "I guess not." She crept up to bed and sat down on the edge. She smiled lovingly at the half sleeping form of Minerva, then leaned down and kissed her forehead.

Minerva stirred and opened her eyes groggily. "What?"

Hermione chuckled. "Minerva, you're supposed to be up already. Hogsmeade day, remember?"

It was Minerva's turn to chuckle. "I was thinking it more a 'lay in bed all day with your favorite witch' day."

Hermione quirked her eyebrow. "And just how do you plan on managing that one?"

"Oh. It's Severus' turn to take them out." Minerva reached her arm up to Hermione's head and brought it down for a kiss. "So, what do you say?"

"I thought you'd never ask." Hermione laid down next to Minerva. "But, it won't be an all day thing. I still have to go to Diagon Alley."

"That's right." Minerva groaned. "Oh, well. We'll just have to do the best we can." She winked and Hermione blushed. "Are you sure about this?"

Hermione nodded. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life." She wrapped her arms around Minerva's slim waist and slid closer, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. "Awake yet?"

Minerva put her lips next to Hermione's ear. "Oh, yes." She sucked on the spot right below her ear and shivered when Hermione moaned.

"Good." Hermione gasped. "Because I have more uses for that mouth of yours…" She squirmed when Minerva nipped her way down to her collarbone.

Minerva waved her wand, making both women's clothing disappear. She licked and sucked her way down Hermione's neck and collarbone, finally reaching her pert breasts. She licked her lips and then took a nipple in her mouth, rolling it with her tongue and lightly biting it, causing Hermione to throw her head back in pleasure. She brought one hand up to tweak Hermione's other nipple, her other hand traveled farther south and lightly traced Hermione's inner thigh.

Hermione moaned at the contact and thrust forward, trying to get Minerva to change the position of her fingers.

Minerva chuckled and took her mouth of off Hermione's chest. "Just a minute, Love." She slowly began kissing and licking down Hermione's stomach, pausing when she got to the pudge. She looked up at Hermione whose face eyes were closed in pleasure. 'This is my family…' She lowered herself a little more and took in the heady scent that was Hermione. She breathed in and sighed, dipping her head in to taste her.

Hermione gasped. "Oh…God…"

Minerva's tongue broadened and parted Hermione's folds, stroking all the way up and then circling her clit, eliciting another moan from Hermione. She moaned at the sound, the vibrations causing Hermione to arch her back. She brought her hands up and let one steady Hermione's hips, while the other one trailed up her thigh, coming to rest between them. She let a single finger slip into Hermione and thrust it all the way in. Hermione's hips jerked forward. Minerva set a steady tempo and when she felt Hermione was comfortable she added another finger, increasing her speed and changing the angle.

Hermione arched her back and rocked her hips against Minerva. "Merlin…that…feels…good." She panted and looked down at Minerva, her black hair spilling over Hermione's thighs and emerald eyes locking with hers. "I…I think I'm gonna…"

Minerva's mouth briefly left its spot. "Come for me Hermione. I want to hear your beautiful voice as you let lose."

"Ahhh…Minerva!" Hermione screamed and rode out her orgasm. "Gods Minerva…That was…so…intense…"

Minerva lapped up Hermione's juices and crawled up her body. She kissed Hermione passionately, letting her taste her on her lips. "I love you, Hermione."

Hermione laid back on her pillow, bringing Minerva with her. "I love you, too, Minerva. You truly are exquisite." She laid her head on Minerva's chest, snuggling close. "I take it we need to sleep for awhile before we go to Diagon Alley?"

Minerva chuckled tiredly. "Your assumption would be correct. I'm too old to keep up with you."

Hermione shook her head. ""Nonsense. I'm tired too." She caressed Minerva's cheek. "You will never be too old for me." She brought Minerva into a light kiss. "Now, let's get some sleep so we can go shopping."

Minerva nodded. "Sounds good to me."

The two of them drifted off to sleep, nestled together with smiles on their faces.

A sharp knock on the empty portrait (Godric having been run off by the earlier noise) woke both women with a start. They jumped out of bed, Minerva shooing Hermione into the bathroom and then quickly gathering all the clothes from the floor and stuffing them into the nearest closet.

"Coming!" She yelled as she threw on a bathrobe and magicked her hair into a quick bun. She rushed to the door and threw it open, revealing none other than Albus Dumbledore. "Oh. Good morning, Albus. Do come in and sit down."

Albus entered the room and sat in one of the many plush armchairs situated around the fireplace. "It's not like you to stay in your rooms this late, Minerva. Extra work to catch up on?"

Minerva nodded. "Something like that." She sat down across from him. "Before I forget, is it okay for me to take He-Miss Granger to Diagon Alley? She needs a few items that I'm afraid are not easily found in Hogsmeade."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrow. "Of course you are allowed. May I inquire as to these items are?"

"You may, but they are of a female nature and I do not wish to bore you with details, Tea?" Minerva held a teacup out to Dumbledore.

He smiled and took the cup, the twinkle in his eyes gleaming madly. "There's something you're not telling me, Minerva. You've looked happier the past few months than I've seen you in years."

Minerva blushed. "I'm sorry, Albus. But this is one thing I feel I must refrain from telling you, for now."

The twinkle dimmed. "Now, Minerva. If this is something illegal…"

"No. I can assure you that it isn't." Minerva leant towards Dumbledore. "Can we please just wait until summer? It's only a few more months."

Dumbledore nodded. "As long as no one is being harmed." The twinkle returned. "Unless, of course, they enjoy it."

Minerva swatted his arm, blushing furiously. "Please, Albus. I am not into that kind of thing…maybe… Now leave so I may finish dressing and retrieve Miss Granger for our trip. Have a wonderful rest of the day."

Albus stood, closely followed by Minerva. "Yes, my dear. Don't have too much fun while you're out and about. I don't want to hear that you've run off with some beautiful woman from another country."

Minerva laughed and shooed him out. "You don't have to worry about that, Albus. I am perfectly content with my life as it is now."

Dumbledore smiled as he stepped through the portrait hole. "I am happy for you then. Good luck with whatever it is. I can't wait to hear all about it over summer break." The portrait close behind him and Minerva slumped against the wall.

"Some days…"

"Some days what?" Hermione emerged from Minerva's rooms, a towel wrapped around her waist.

"That man. I swear he'll be the death of me…" Minerva pushed herself off the wall. "Are you getting ready for a shower or something?"

Hermione nodded. "Yup. I thought we'd get one together once he left."

Minerva grinned. "Good idea. Go ahead in."

Hermione turned and sashayed to the bathroom, beckoning to Minerva. "You are coming…Aren't you?"

"Of course." Minerva followed Hermione into the bathroom, stepping into the shower behind her. She wrapped her arms around her waist and put her head on her shoulder. "Are we to wash ourselves…or each other?"

Hermione giggled and turned around in Minerva's grasp. "Today, we quickly wash ourselves so we can go. Another time, we will wash each other."

Minerva pouted, but went ahead and did what Hermione said. When both women had finished, they dried off and got dressed, heading out to the living room. "Are you ready to go now?"

Hermione nodded. "Yup. All set. You?"

Minerva nodded also. "Almost. One more thing." She sprang forward and tackled Hermione to the couch, crushing their lips together in a searing kiss. When she pulled back, she drank in the view of Hermione's flushed skin and swollen lips. "Now I'm ready."

"You have no idea how thankful I am that you keep in such great shape." Hermione said breathlessly. "Maybe I should play with you sometime."

Minerva winked as got off the couch, helping Hermione up as well. "I believe we've already done that today."

Hermione blushed furiously and walked past Minerva. "Come along. We need to get there before the shops close."

Minerva followed with a smirk on her face. "Whatever you say, dearest."

Hermione mock scowled at Minerva and then walked out of the portrait. She heard Minerva's chuckle come from behind her and decided to race her to the Apparition Point. Unfortunately for Hermione, Minerva had a very fast Animagus form. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a tabby cat run past her and go streaking to the Apparition Point. When Hermione finally reached it, Minerva was leaning against a tree, looking rather calm.

"Not…fair…" Hermione gasped for breath, her unfitness showing.

Minerva looked ip and grinned. "That's what you get for trying to outrun a cat." She glanced down at Hermione's stomach. "I forgot…you're not supposed to Apparate… We'll need to find some alternate transportation." She looked around helplessly. "Oh. What about thestrals?"

Hermione shuddered. "I'd rather not. We rode on those to the Ministry. I couldn't see them, so it was a little unnerving."

Minerva frowned. "How about we use brooms? You can ride with me."

Hermione smiled. "Sounds good. As long as you don't drop me or anything."

Minerva laughed. "I'll try my hardest. Besides, I'll be carrying the most precious cargo." She leaned in and captured Hermione's lips.

Hermione leaned into the kiss, but then suddenly pulled away. "Heh. I forgot we're still on school grounds…"

Minerva blushed. "Me too." She pointed her wand at the castle. "Accio Firebolt." A small shape came whooshing over the grounds, growing larger by the second. It screeched to a halt in front of Minerva. "There we go. Transportation."

Hermione looked nervously at the broom. "I'm not sure, Minerva. I've never been good with brooms."

"When's the last time you tried?"

"First year flying lessons." Hermione blushed and looked down.

Minerva hooked her finger under Hermione's chin and lifted it up. "It's okay. You'll be fine with me." She led Hermione over to the broom. "Lift your leg and swing it over. Okay?" Hermione shook her head, making Minerva sigh. "Alright." She swung her own leg expertly over the broom and settled herself. She held out a hand to Hermione. "You can hold onto me as tightly as you wish. Within reason, that is."

Hermione took Minerva's hand and gripped it tightly while throwing her leg over the broom behind her. Once mounted, she wrapped her arms around Minerva's waist and held on tightly.

Minerva twisted around to look at Hermione. "You doing alright?"

Hermione nodded shakily. "I think so. Let's just get this over with."

Minerva turned back around and gently kicked off, slowly ascending. The arms around her waist tightened and the body behind her shifted closer. She smiled and then brought the broom to a higher altitude before leveling it off. When the grip loosened around her waist, she increased the speed. Twenty minutes later, Minerva and Hermione landed in Diagon Alley. Minerva helped Hermione off and then got off herself, shrinking the broom to pocketsize.

Hermione latched onto Minerva and buried her forehead in the crook of her neck. "Next time we take Floo."

Minerva wrapped her arms around Hermione and held her tightly. "I'm sorry, love. I didn't even think about that. I promise we'll do that on the way back."

Hermione nodded and pulled back. "Good. I might get used to flying someday…But not yet." She smiled at Minerva. "Let's go find the clothes."

Minerva smiled back. "Lead the way."

Hermione traipsed off in the general direction of the nearest robe shop with Minerva in tow. When she reached the front of the first one, she stopped and turned around. "What do you think?"

"If that's the one you want…" Minerva looked at the storefront doubtfully.

"What's wrong with it?" Hermione looked quizzically at Minerva.

"Well," Minerva cocked her head to the side. "Those don't look like your style."

Hermione raised her eyebrow. "I do need school-appropriate clothes, you know."

Minerva laughed. "I know. And there's a store farther down that sells jeans and the like. Would you prefer something like that?"

Hermione nodded. "I just hate that I'm starting to show so much."

"You do realize that with maternity clothes in the wizarding world, you're concealed up to seven months."

Hermione's eyes grew wide. "Really? They can do that?"

Minerva chuckled. "Yes, they can do that. It's quite popular actually. Would you like me to take you to that store instead?"

Hermione nodded vigorously. "Definitely." She followed Minerva to a cluster of smaller stores. "You know, I graduate in my seventh month."

Minerva smiled. "Yes, you do. Rather lucky I'd say." She walked into a smallish store called SPIRIT.

Hermione's mouth fell open as she gaped at the variety of clothes within. No two items were the same. "Wow…These don't even look like maternity clothes. They're like…completely normal…"

Minerva took in the awed look on Hermione's face. "I take it you like this place then?"

Hermione nodded slowly. "Can I try stuff on?"

Minerva chuckled. "Of course you can. You can model it for me."

Hermione squealed and jumped up and down, clapping her hands. "Yay! Okay. Sit over there while I try stuff on."

Minerva sighed and sat near the dressing rooms. "Go have fun. And don't worry about sizing, the clothes will automatically size to you."

Hermione smiled wider. "Cool. So I can get an entire wardrobe that will last me four months of pregnancy?"

"Yes."

"Cool. I'll be right back." Hermione ran off into the store, leaving a bemused Minerva sitting alone.

A store clerk came up to Minerva. "Do you need help finding anything? Or is your daughter going to look for herself?"

Minerva turned coldly to the clerk. "Firstly, I am fine just sitting here. Secondly, I believe my girlfriend can fend for herself."

The clerk blushed. "I'm so sorry, ma'am. I'll, um, leave you to it then." She walked away, still glancing apologetically at Minerva.

When Hermione returned with her arms laden down with stuff, she frowned at the look on Minerva's face. "What's wrong, love?"

"Nothing, Hermione. People just say stupid things sometimes." She smiled up at Hermione. "Now, are you going to try these on? Or just stand there looking cute?"

Hermione giggled. "How about both?" She leaned over and pecked Minerva on the lips. "Stay put. I'll be right out."

A few hours later and both women were strolling down the streets, shrunken bags filling their pockets from their shopping adventure. Minerva glanced at Hermione. "What say we stop for ice cream before heading back?"

Hermione grinned. "Sounds wonderful." They stopped by Florean Fortescue's parlor and sat around a small, two-person table. "I want to thank you for bringing me out here." She smiled at Minerva while she licked away at a chocolate-chip cookie dough cone."

Minerva grinned and licked her own mint-chocolate chip cone. "It was no problem, love. I've enjoyed myself immensely. I'm actually rather dreading having to go back."

Hermione sighed. "Me too." She looked thoughtful. "Maybe we could spend the night out here…It's only Sunday tomorrow."

"I wish we could. But you know people would talk." She looked wistful. "There's no possible way I could get Albus to give me permission for that."

"You're right." Hermione swallowed the last bit of her cone. "Are we ready?"

Minerva did the same and then stood up, offering her hand to Hermione. "I believe we are. I shall ask Florean if he would be so kind as to let us use his Floo to return to Hogwarts."

Hermione smiled and took Minerva's hand, standing up by her side. "Sounds wonderful. Do I get a kiss before we leave?" Se grinned cheekily.

"Maybe." Minerva turned to walk away, but was hindered by Hermione's hand, still holding her own.

"That wasn't a suggestion." Hermione growled as she whipped Minerva back around. She brought Minerva close and captured her lips. She let loose after a couple seconds and giggled at Minerva's flush.

"I think I like things that aren't suggestions…" Minerva gasped out before turning once more to the parlor. "Now we really must be getting back…"

Hermione followed Minerva into the parlor and then to the Floo, after Florean readily agreed to letting them use it.

All right…So…I'm trying to decide where to go from here. I know what's going to happen some time later… Just not soon. Any suggestions?

Love ya!