Authors Note1 : To all of you that have reviewed this story thus far thanks a lot, it really makes my day:o)

To marbleandtoast, I went with half of your idea, you'll get what I mean.

Authors Note 2: I wanted to try to capture every state of the pregnancy month by month and this is what became of it.

Developments

Hermione was looking down at her belly, spite the fact that she was only four months pregnant, the little bump was now clearly showing. Had it not been for her wizarding robes people most likely would have noticed already. The trouble was however that she was having dinner at the Harry and Ginny's the next evening due to Ginny's birthday. That wouldn't have been a problem, had it not been for the summer heat and Hermione wanted to wear a thin dress or something more comfortable rather than her robes.

She sighed, drying sweat of her forehead, looking at her students. They seemed as off focus as she was. She sighed knowing she would regret it when she said, "Why don't you take the rest of the day off and well meet again Thursday due to the hot weather."

They looked at her with shocked eyes and Lily Luna Potter said, "Are you okay, Professor McGonagall?"

"Yes, fine, just very hot that's all," said Hermione and smiled at her, wondering where there was a shower when you needed one.

"It really is, well thanks," she said and ran out along with the rest, giggling happily. Hermione on the other hand ran upstairs, and almost threw her clothes off, before jumping into the shower. The cold water felt heavily as it covered her completely. She let out a moan of delight, standing there longer than she usually would. As she got out she saw Minerva handing her a towel, asking, "Are you okay?"

"Just very hot, that's all, are you coming with to the party tomorrow?" asked Hermione, looking at her lover.

"I am yes," said Minerva, seeing Hermione's worried face.

"I can't hide it much longer, questions will be asked," said Hermione with a heavy sigh.

"Then we will answer them, but now you should rest before your next lecture, or will I have to take over your class?" asked Minerva.

"No, I'll be fine," said Hermione with a yawn as she lay down on the bed and fell asleep at once. Minerva watched her with a smile, watching over her to make sure she would get up in time.

"I'm so showing in this dress," Hermione complained, looking at the light blue dress she was wearing.

"Not that much, you are overreacting," said Minerva calmly, giving her a kiss.

"I do hope you are right," said Hermione as they apparated together, finding themselves outside Harry and Ginny's household moments later.

"I am," said Minerva, giving her a kiss, then knocking on the door before entering.

They would find all of the Weasley's inside, making as much noise as possible. Hermione never quite got used to the fact that Fred died, and George was never quite the same after, but he still played with his nieces and nephews, making them laugh. Like now he was chasing them all over the house.

"We're here!" Hermione yelled as soon as they entered the living room.

"Hermione, Minerva great," said Ginny and hugged her sister-in-law hard. Then she hugged Minerva and gestured them to come and have a seat. Hermione nodded at Ron, he was still single after she had left him. He managed to polite with her still, but she knew he had still grudges about what had happened between them.

"You want a glass of wine?" Harry offered Hermione.

"Non-alcoholic for me," she said, dismissing it, she didn't want to risk all she had managed fine without up to now. Ronald looked at her with a frown like he slowly added two and two together before her blurted out, "You're pregnant again."

"Say what," Hermione said, spitting out the soda she was drinking.

"No alcohol, belly showing, you're pregnant again, who knocked you up cause it for sure can't have been her," he snapped at her.

"Ronald!" his mother said in a warning tone, as everyone's eyes was on the female couple.

"What, look at her then, you had seven children," Ronald demanded, looking at his mother.

"I suppose she could be..." Molly said, nodding to confirm her son's accusation.

"Fine, I'm pregnant is that what you wish to hear?" said Hermione, making everyone gasp in surprise. Even Minerva looked a bit stunned, mostly due to the way her wife had chose to say it.

"May I ask who is the father of your love child," Ron almost spat at her. His mother sent him a warning glare.

"I am, she is the mother, she is not the only one that can transfigure. I am carrying it as it would be better that way," said Hermione.

Another round of gasp, leaving them all more or less speechless, even Ronald, he was now looking at them with a face of disgust. Could this really be the woman he was once married to, the woman that gave birth to his two children.

The only one that didn't look shocked was in fact their two children Ronald soon realized looking at them, so he turned to them asking, "You knew?"

"We spend more time with them than you do dad, so of course, we knew about..." Rose started when Hermione interrupted, "Please don't."

The young girl shut her mouth as once, looking down, it would be Mrs. Weasley that would save the situation, saying, "I think we had enough excitement for now, Ginevra why don't you start opening your presents."

Ginevra Potter nodded and went over to the table where she started on just that. Even she figured that would be the best way to get their mind over on something else. She would congratulate Hermione and Minerva later.

As it got very late, everyone at the party decided to spend the night at the Potter residence, in different rooms of course. Rose were the only one not being able to sleep, the young witch had been feeling ill for some time now and she feared she, like her mother was now pregnant. She knew if that was a fact it would not sit well with her parents, with her father due to the fact he was not crazy about Scorpius Malfoy to begin with, with both due to her young age. As for herself she was terrified, which was why she right now had trouble sleeping. She hadn't even had a chance to discuss the matter with Scorpius as they after graduation had started working in different places, he in the ministry and she in a store selling herbs and such at day and sometimes serving at Three broomsticks at night.

Instead she had bought one of them muggle tests, they should be accurate or pretty much so after what she heard. She looked out on the rising sun, figuring now was as good time as any. In any case it was too early to be caught by anyone, as the whole house seemed to be sleeping.

The young witch slowly and very quietly padded towards the bathroom, not caring to close the door, after all who would even be up at this hour, other than herself. She yawned reading the instructions finding it odd that peeing on a stick would show anything. Then again muggles were odd in many cases, except for her mother that was.

The only reason she would even considering this was the fear that her parents would find out if she in deed went to a hospital somewhere. Plus she wasn't too crazy about being checked out either. So she peed on the stick and waited.

Just then as the result were suppose to show, fate would have it her father walked in. Ron had woke up early due to the fact he had to use the bathroom. He looked at his young daughter holding the stick in her shivering hand, then the box reading clear blue pregnancy test before he yelled, "Hermione get in her NOW!"

Hermione would be in the bathroom a few seconds later wondering what on earth was wrong now. Looking at her daughter adding up two and two, putting a locking and silencing charm on the room so no one would hear or get in.

"Rose...?" she asked, looking at her daughter.

"I demand an explanation," Ron snared.

"I... I was afraid I was..." she stopped, looking at her father with scared eyes. She was so dead if it came out positive she just knew.

"Why, don't tell me you... With whom?" he asked, his anger made it difficult to get out what he wished to say.

Hermione seemed as shocked as he was asking, "I thought you two would wait at least until you were married."

"Yeah like dad would ever let that happen, he hates him," Rose said bitterly, tears starting to come from her eyes.

"Then I would say you should have been more careful," said Hermione with a sigh.

"I was, we were, or so I thought, I'm not even sure, why I..." she nodded towards the test in her hand.

"Would you two please care to share which numb-nut supposedly has knocked you up?" Ron said, looking from his ex-wife to his daughter and back.

"Scorpius," said Rose, looking down, knowing there was no need for a last name.

"And you, how-come you never bothered to bring this to my attention," he said, looking at his ex.

"Because the way you are reacting, the way you always are, when you found about me and Minerva, the way you did last night, is a wonder we don't tell you things," Hermione snapped back at him.

"You better pray that turns negative," he said, nodding towards the test.

Rose looked at her mother for help, but she simply said, "In this case I agree with your father, both of you should have known better."

"Says the one knocking up her wife in the first place, you both should have known that would never work due to her age," Rose snapped back at her mother, knowing that was a very bad move.

"Rose!" Hermione exclaimed, her eyes widened.

"Hermione!" Ron said, looking at his ex for an answer. One thing was she was pregnant now, but another was that Minerva had been, he could only guess, how well that went.

Rose took another look at the text, negative, good, she had to be more careful in the future. She threw it in front of her parents yelling, "Negative, are you happy now."

With that she made a run for it, both on her tail, yelling, "Rose stop!"

It however would be too late, she had already apparated, instead Hermione and Ron would stand looking at each other, knowing another argument was about to start, and in view of the household.

It was about a month after the disaster morning at Harry and Ginny's that Hermione would find herself in Hogsmeade, just walking around. She was there as a chaperone for some of the students when she spotted Rose. She hadn't seen her much recently, then again both had been very busy. She knew for a fact Rose was not speaking with her father, mostly due to rumors. Then again she couldn't really blame Ron for being upset that morning, finding young Rose in the bathroom with the test. She knew she perhaps should discussed them seeing each other with Ron also, then again she assumed he put the pieces together he being her date at the wedding and all.

As for herself and Minerva, the two had sat Rose down for a serious talk about birth control after that morning. The young witch had of course promised to be more careful. Whether she was or not Hermione would rather not think about, but she would prefer if she didn't become a grandmother this early.

She stopped to think about that for a second, she of course wish to become on some day, but that wasn't where her train of thoughts got caught. It was around the fact that Minerva was around the age where you would become grandmother rather than a mother.

"Ma, are you okay?" Rose's voice interrupted her thoughts, and her blue eyes were to met with her own. Without her noticing her daughter had come over.

"Yes, yes, fine. What about you?" she asked.

"Oh you know busy, Scorpius and I finally moved in together a couple of weeks ago," Rose said and smile.

"Glad to hear that, so I take it things are still going well between you two then?" said Hermione.

"They are, I mean we have our troubles like all couples do, but in general they are good. Did you hear Hugo got involved with someone?" said Rose.

"No I didn't who?" Hermione asked curiously.

"I'll let him tell you then, how are things with you and McG?" Rose asked.

"You can call her mum you know, I think she would like that and she earned it also," said Hermione.

"I'll think about it okay, maybe you two would like to come to dinner the day after tomorrow. We meant to invite you for some time, we had dad over once," said Rose.

"You did, he came and it went well?" Hermione said a little surprised.

"It went okay for a first time, at least it is a start, so do you wish to come?" she asked again.

"We'd be delighted, I better gather up my students and get them back," said Hermione.

"Sure, I'll tell Scorpius you said yes," said Rose and hurried away.

As Hermione on the other hand walked back to to gather up her students she suddenly felt the little over moving for the first time. She stopped smiling saying, "So you are really in there little one, your mum is going to be so excited when she hears. it's a bit to early for to feel you yet, but still." As with the other two it would take her some time to feel movement again

"You had a good trip?" Minerva asked when Hermione returned to the castle, she was beaming from ear to ear.

"Actually I did yes, I ran into Rose, she invited us for dinner the day after tomorrow, I said we would come. And the baby moved for the very first time on the way back, it felt really great," said Hermione.

"Really she did," Minerva said, her eyes was showing great excitement.

"She did, she's really alive in there," said Hermione.

Minerva nodded, smiling, glad the tiny version of herself could finally be felt. She hugged Hermione happily, kissing her lips. She held her closely and caressed her backside making a groan escape Hermione's lips. Minerva knew it was time for another back rub and she intended to give it to her lover at once. The elderly witch dragged her wife towards he bedroom without any objections at all.

It was two days later that the couple found themselves dining with Scorpius and Rose at their place. Dinner had just been eaten and now they were waiting for dessert while chatting friendly. Hermione seemed to be glowing more than usual in the pale light as she said, "I really do love what you have done with the place."

"Thank you, it was mostly Scorpio though, he's quite a craftsman," said Rose, nodding towards the shelves all over.

"Impressive, so are you two thinking of marriage," Minerva wanted to know.

Rose almost spat out the wine saying, "No, it's too early, don't you think?"

"Yes, we need to see how it is to live together first, then think about it," said young Scorpius.

"I trust work is good also?" Minerva said.

"We keep busy," he answered, she nodded to second that.

Scorpius went to clear the table and then serve dessert and coffee, Minerva even got a brandy, she was not going to ask how he got that as he was under aged for just that. The small family seemed to enjoy themselves and before they knew it it was getting late.

"I think we should start to think about getting back, your mother needs rest before her classes," said Minerva polite, sensing her better half was starting to get tired.

"We understand, you are more than welcome to come back another time," said Rose and smiled at them.

"We will remember to take you up on that," said Minerva with a smile.

"I was wondering if you could help out with one thing?" said Scorpius in a last minute.

"Yes?" Minerva wondered.

"I need some books to help with something at work, if i stopped by tomorrow morning, maybe you could help?" he wondered.

"Of course, if you stop by around nine or is that to late?" she asked.

"That's perfect, I'll see you then," he said and shook her hand, then Hermione's.

Rose gave them both a hug, thanking them for coming. They were about to leave when the two older witches sensed there was something on her mind, and Minerva asked, "Is everything alright, Rose?"

"Yes, it's just..." she looked down.

"You can tell us," Hermione said, finding her behavior really cute, it reminded her of when she was younger. Even Scorpius seemed to be amused by it as he smiled.

Rose looked up into Minerva's teal green eyes, leaning close to her ear whispering, "I love you, mum."

Minerva's eyes widened in shock as Rose had never before said anything like that to her. She by instinct hugged her whispering, "I love you too, little one."

They stood like that for a couple of seconds before letting go, then Minerva detached her giving her a meaningful look before she said, "Feel free to stop by any time." Rose nodded and with that they were gone.

As soon as they were home, Minerva untied Hermione's shoes, removed her dress, bra and stalkings, before helping her on with her pajamas. She very slowly removed her emerald robe, and underskirts, the stalking before putting on a night gown and climbing up in bed with her. She snuggled close to Hermione saying, "Can you believe that she did that?"

"It surprised me also," said Hermione honestly.

"What do you think got into her all of a sudden," Minerva asked her, her hand going to her lower back to rub a tender spot.

"No idea," she whispered with hug yawn and closer her eyes, hiding her face in Minerva's bosom. Minerva smiled nuzzling the top of her head, before kissing her, glad Rose finally said the words she so long had longed to hear.

Hermione was groaning as she watching Minerva ready the great hall for Halloween, that used to be one of her favorite holidays when she was younger. She watched the pumpkins and the lights and other decorations all over. When the headmistress was done, she said, "What do you think?"

"I think you should nail me to one of the tables and have sex with me," Hermione said, that for the last month had been overly randy.

"Your urges are talking again I see," said Minerva, raising a brow. She was getting used to it by now, not that she minded though, only today she didn't have time.

"Please, sweetheart, I'm dripping wet," Hermione pleaded to the older witch.

"We both know even if that is the case, anyone can burst through that door at any time," said Minerva, trying to reason.

"Lock it, silencing charm," Hermione said impatient.

"It's the great hall," Minerva said.

"And I am in great need," Hermione complained.

"There is no way you are getting them fulfilled here so stop it, we can go upstairs, but that is as far as I go and it has to be fast, I have a million times to fix today," Minerva said, her voice sounded annoyed.

"You don't want me," Hermione said, playing the hurt card.

"You know I do," said Minerva in the softest tone, giving her a long, very deep kiss.

Hermione let out a moan as she retracted, whispering, "Bedroom please."

Minerva nodded as she slowly apparated them there, knowing all to well she would have to pleasure her wife more than once before the great fest. Not that she really minded, after all the other woman was carrying their baby, so that was the least she could do.

It was later that night after the big feast that Hermione were feeling very uncomfortable. Her urges had been fulfilled earlier, but now her back was really starting to get to her. She was trying to support it with a hand, rubbing it, her eyes going over the great hall to try to find her wife. Only this time she couldn't do just that.

Slowly she got up from her seat and padded up towards their chambers, thinking maybe some walking and resting would do her good. As she got to the huge stairwell she saw Lily Luna snogging with some guy she believed to be from the Slytherin house and not someone her father would approve up. She shrugged, not her problem at least. The boy was said to be a bad boy, then again young Lily seemed to be attracted by those. Hermione knew him to be one year older.

She shook her head thinking about how Ronald had finally after all this time started to accept young Scorpius, then again he was a really nice boy with a decent job also. Much calmer by nature than his father. Hermione guessed he got it from his mother, she had of course met Astoria Malfoy a couple of time over the years. They had talked in the lines in different stores, recently it had been about their children.

Hermione took the last step leading to their chambers, then got inside and kicked of the shoes and sat down on their bed with a groan. Taking of her purple robe, she slowly crawled up in bed with a groan. Like magic and without warning she felt her clothes being removed and Minerva's slender fingers starting to rub her back all over accompanied by oil. She was not going to ask where she came from, right now she would only enjoy her touches, glad she was there with her, instead of down in the great hall with the many students.

"I got you," Minerva said, capturing a tiny visible foot, giggling. Hermione was smiling also, this was one of their favorite games now that Hermione was in the seventh month and the baby was more visible. The old lady captured the foot again, and the a little hand.

"You of course know we should start thinking about names," said Hermione, letting her hand stroke through Minerva's grey hair.

"I know, what about Matilda?" she said as that was the first she thought of.

"Nah, I was thinking more about Rowenda or maybe Raven," said Hermione.

"After the founder of the castle?" asked Minerva a bit surprised.

"Something like that or would you like us to call her after your mother, we can do that also," said Hermione, thinking that Isobel might be a nice though.

"Or maybe Jean after yours?" asked Minerva.

"Too common I think, I want something special," said Hermione.

"How about Norah?" Minerva suggested as she had always found that pretty.

"Norah," Hermione said thoughtfully feeling another kick as she added, "I can go with that."

"Norah McGonagall it is then, said Minerva continuing to chase the baby's feet followed by more happy giggles. Hermione just smiled letting her go on, thinking that she really did like that name.

"Mummy, ma, I have the greatest news," Rose Weasley yelled as she made sure the door to their private chambers got slammed right open, dragging the cold wind from the corridor with her. It was a cold day in the middle of December.

"Really what?" said Minerva, peaking her head out from the bookshelf, she was looking for a new book to read.

Hermione that had heard her daughter's eager yelling, came waddling from another part of their chamber, one hand supporting her back, the other the huge belly. She was now in her eight month and felt like she was going to the bathroom more and more often, which to her was a pain in the ass. She looked at her daughter that now was eighteen, thin and full off life and remember how that used to be her. Now she was middle age, with a big fat belly, a aching back and swollen ankles. She sighed asking, "So what is this great new, am I going to be a grandmother?"

"Oh lord no, that one scare a couple of months back, sure taught us a lesson," said Rose and rolled her blue eyes lightly.

Minerva couldn't help to hold back a giggle, she knew for a fact how worried Rose must have been that early morning in the bathroom. She was however glad she wasn't and have learned from that. She smiled at her step-daughter, saying "So what is it then?"

"Scorpius proposed, we're getting married, he of course asked for father's permission first as the gentleman he is," said Rose, proudly showing the ring on her finger.

"Wow, that's some emerald," said Hermione impressed.

"I didn't think he made that much from his job," said Minerva.

"Hardly, it's a family heirloom from his mother's side," said Rose.

"I take it his parents approve as well then," said Minerva and smiled at her.

"Uh-huh, I gotto show Gin and Harry, I just wanted to tell you first," said Rose happily and ran back out as fast as she had come in.

"I never thought I would see the day a Weasley would marry a Malfoy and both family would support it," said Minerva with another smile.

"I bet Lucius is overjoy right now, I would take Scorpius will be the one to tell him," said Hermione.

"I'm sure Cissy can calm him down," said Hermione with a giggle, sitting down in the couch with a groan.

"Let's hope so, are you okay?" asked Minerva with worried eyes.

"Except the swollen feet, the aching back and the fact that I feel like a fat cow, yeah," Hermione, rolling her hazel eyes.

"If that is the case you are my fat cow," said Minerva and kissed her lovingly.

"Not helping," said Hermione.

"You're not that fat, and this will soon be over and you can go back to being you," said Minerva, nuzzling her shoulder.

"I'll be so happy when that day come, back rub," Hermione demanded.

"Of course, sweetheart," said Minerva, shaking her head, she could hardly wait until the little one got born, and she knew for a fact Hermione felt the same way, spite the many groan of dismay. Hermione lingered against Minerva's fingers closing her eyes, thinking that maybe it wasn't that bad to be this pregnant after all when she could get these massages whenever she wanted.

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