Ok so who's had this problem. Months and months of not being able to write a single word mostly because you're too busy or stressed out and when you finally have a moment to write your hit with a vicious case of writers block. Then out of no where you're hit with a muse of inspiration and manage to write everything that you tried to put down in all that time in a span of two days. I pretty much am taking this as my muse telling me that all those months of writers block was purposely to piss me off and the these last two days were to make it up to me. Sorry this took so long everyone, enjoy and Happy mother's day to all the mama's out there.

Pansy could feel her eyes fluttering and when they finally did open she felt lightheaded and logy. She slowly sat herself up and pressed a palm to her forehead. As she regained her senses she looked around to get her bearings.

When she realized she was currently resting among the same artless decor that Sally-Anne had been subjected to she groaned and flung herself back onto the bed "Bloody Fucking Son of troll!" She began beating her arms and legs against the mattress. "Of all the stupid fucking...!"

The door to the room opened and Pansy immediately sat up. "Now that sort of language is very unbecoming for a pureblood lady Signorina Parkinson." An elderly gentleman entered in and stopped at the foot of the bed.

Pansy looked stunned and confused with her jaw hanging slightly open. "Mr. Accorso? What are you doing here!?"

"Well I live here of course, and at the moment you and Signorina Granger are my guests." He looked around the room and squinted at the dimness. "Please excuse these humble accommodations. I promise once matters are settled you will be free to be on your way." He waved his arm around and cast a wordless spell to brighten the room up a bit.

Pansy stood and angrily stomped up to the older wizard only to feel a magical barrier stopping her from grabbing the man by the front of his robes. "Where is she!? Where's Hermione!?"

Accorso held his hands up. "Calm yourself Bellina, your young Gryffindor is quite safe I assure you." He moved in front of her. "I have a proposition for you Ms. Parkinson, please have a seat."

Having no other choice Pansy took a seat on the edge of the bed, her eyes never leaving the others form. "It's you isn't it, the one who kidnapped Sally-Anne and who knows who else?"

Accorso transfigured one of the pillows into a chair and placed it before his hostage. As he sat gracefully down he clasped his hands over his crossed knees. "Kidnapped seems a bit strong, I prefer to think of it as giving muggleborns the gift of marrying into a prestigious family. While giving purebloods the chance to reestablish stability to their bloodlines as well as giving them marriage options not previously open to them, an opportunity that I would now like to extend to you."

Pansy brows furrowed together, her body still tensed as she clenched her fists. "I don't understand? What opportunity are you talking about?"

Accorso leaned further back into his chair. "I think that perhaps if I tell you a bit more of myself and my background it would better explain my offer to you. I was born in a small village called Catania on the island of Sicily. The place of my birth was simply called Domum De Conventus Magia, or otherwise known as the Witches convent."

"My birth name is Armand Gaunt Black, you may recognize part of my last name being that the Black family is rather prominent in England however the name Gaunt maybe unfamiliar. Merope Gaunt was the mother of He who must not be named. Marvolo Gaunt was his grandfather and Morfin Gaunt his uncle. Morfin was also my biological father."

"In the summer of 1929 Morfin had been released from a three year stay in Azkaban for hexing a muggle, namely the Dark Lord's father. It just so happened that the day Morfin returned to his home happened to be the same time that Cygnus Black II and his wife Violetta Black were surveying a vacant stretch of land close by to the Gaunt residence to purchase on behalf of their son Pollux for his upcoming nuptials. Along with their son and his betrothed the couple also brought along their fourteen year old daughter Cassiopeia Black. From the memories that I managed to recover from that evening I have been able to piece together the events that took place."

Pansy could see that the man seemed a bit uncomfortable, a hidden anger behind the faux politeness in his eyes. "Morfin had been observing the strangers from a distance, a safe presumption would be to hex what he believed to be muggles. However when he witnessed that these strangers possessed wands his plans changed and his eyes began to follow the youngest Black who had been given permission to explore."

Accorso's features hardened and Pansy already knew that what he would say next would not be pleasant. "She was picking some wildflowers that grew along a nearby stream when he came upon her. He cast a body binding jinx and a silencing charm around her before raping her in a nearby bush. When Master and Madam Black had finally finished their perusal of the property they went in search of their daughter. It was Pollux that found her, bloody and beaten."

"After Cassiopeia had been cleaned and cared for she had explained what had happened. Knowing that only another wizard could have cast such spells and knowing who was so close by it was easy to deduce who the culprit was."

Pansy gasped in horror, this man was a product of rape and the rape of a fourteen year old girl no less. Despite the situation that her abductor had placed her in she couldn't help feel some sympathy for him.

Accorso was now combing his fingers through his long beard. "By the time the aurors were summoned Gaunt was long gone. After a few weeks it became apparent that the girl had become pregnant from the attack, and after four months the search for Morfin was laid to rest. It was fourteen years later that Gaunt was captured having admitting to a separate crime and once again sent to Azkaban where he eventually died."

"Her parents, not wanting to be caught in a scandal due to Cygnus's position in the Wizengamot, sent Cassiopeia to the convent in Italy to give birth to and give up her child. Madam Black gave ownership of the house elf that had been passed down to her through her family to Cassiopeia then sent her daughter on her way without a second thought. Cassiopeia's parents tried to set her up with an arranged marriage to different prosperous families but the circumstances surrounding their decision to 'send their youngest daughter to a private magic school', as they had begun to tell their friends and acquaintances, was bringing in suspicion as the girl was not even brought home to visit during winter holiday."

"Eventually her parents gave up on the thought of marrying her off and decided instead to set her up in a house of her own in the countryside." He waved his hand around the room indicating that this was said house. "Inevitably forcing her to live out her life in solitude and virtual confinement till her death six years ago. It was at the time of her death that the truth was finally revealed to me in a letter that my mother had written to me. In her will she left me her house, her loyal elf Rinkellama and her vast wealth that had gone untouched."

Accorso rose from his seat and began to pace around the room with his hands behind his back. "After learning of the circumstances surrounding my birth I decided to delve deeper into who Morfin Gaunt was. When I discovered that after essentially years of inbreeding with other pureblood families he was clinically insane and depraved I decided to make it my life mission to stop this practice and cleanse the so called pureblooded lines. The Accorso's, my adoptive parents had never put much on blood purity though they were pureblood themselves, but I knew that in order to convince others to put an end to the insanity I would have to have proof that it was detrimental to wizarding society."

"I began to closely studying the family lines of the most prominent of the pureblood families, at times spending thousands of galleons to obtain ledgers dating centuries back. My interest especially lay with the families of England. I did in fact find that many of these families did in fact originate from a muggleborn, some even as late as the 12th century and some further back."

He placed a hand on the foot board of the bed while raising a fist as in triumph. "That was the evidence I needed! One by one I visited with the youngest heirs of each family and offered them my research on their own family along with the opportunity to rid their family of this 'disease'."

Now he placed both of his hands on the rail as he leaned forward. "I told them of my plan to dilute the bloodline of mental illness by producing offspring with a muggleborn, someone who would have absolutely no familial ties to them but still had magic in their blood. Those that agreed to my plan were recruited along with the promise that they would be able to select the muggleborn of their choice so long as they were not already married. Those that did not agree had their memories wiped of the meeting. I even approached your friend Signore Malfoy who immediately declined my offer but to my surprise it wasn't because of any hatred towards muggleborns but because of his immense love of the girl he was with."

Pansy face scrunched up, she would have to tell Draco of this when she found a way out of here. He would be getting the teasing of his life. "And now that's what you're offering to me? The chance to marry a muggleborn and cleanse my bloodline?"

Accorso nodded his head. "Si. I did not approach you before this because having used my ability of Legilimency during our last encounter at your home I knew that you already had a muggleborn in your sights. However at the time I had not known that the muggleborn in question was another woman."

Retaking his seat in front of her the wizard folded his hands over his lap before leaning forward. "So what do you say Bellina? I have many very promising young men that are still available for you to choose from." With a flourished wave of his hand he summoned a roll of parchment to appear. "If you wish you may take a look at the list to see if any of these gentlemen appeal to you."

As he moved to hand her the list it was pushed away. "I'm already engaged but thank you for the offer. Now if you wouldn't mind releasing me and my fiancée I'd be grateful."

Accorso began to nervously chuckle. "Yes well…unfortunately your fiancée has already been promised to my protégé as his bride. I'm afraid that your engagement will be short lived. However I do have quite a few…"

"What! You can't do that! Hermione and I love each other! You can't just promise to marry someone against their will to another person!" Pansy stood from the bed, fists clenched ready to fight. She glared at the man with a look to say be grateful that you have this barrier up or you'd be dead right now.

Accorso just sat calmly back against his chair with a look of understanding. "Bellina I promise you it was not my intention to hurt you this way, I have always been quite fond of you. However since you are both women and are unable to reproduce it only makes sense to give my protégé the bride of his choice and give you another option."

"Never!" Pansy snarled. "I will never marry anyone else. Hermione is my soul mate, we were meant to be."

Accorso shook his head sadly. "Then I'm afraid that I will have to erase your memory and send you on your way alone. I am truly sorry Bellina." He began to pull his wand out and moved to aim it at her.

Pansy was panicking and waved her hands frantically around. "Wait wait! I-I…I have a proposition myself first!"

Accorso moved his wand away and looked intrigued. "Go on, I will listen."

The Slytherin thought quickly, bringing the slyness her house was known for to the forefront. "First…may I ask how many of the people that you asked to join and declined were like Hermione and me? How many of them refused your offer because of their preference for a member of the same sex?"

The elder wizard rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Quite a few I must admit. At least ten to fifteen percent of the young witches and wizards I would guess. Why to do you ask?

Pansy began to drum her fingers on the bed, her mind working a million miles per minute. "And of those that refused for that reason how many had seem interested until met with that particular obstacle?"

The wizard crossed his legs and arms. "I would say that nearly all of them did. I don't really see where you are going with this Bellina."

Pansy bit her lip than looked Accorso in the eye. "What if I told you that I had a way that could get those people to change their minds?"

Accorso raised an eyebrow. "Alright…you've caught my interest. How?"

Pansy leaned an arm on the foot board. "Your only problem with them was not their orientation but just the fact that they would not be able to reproduce with one another, correct?"

At Accorso's nod Pansy continued. "What if I told you there was a way for them to reproduce, would you reconsider?"

Accorso shrugged his shoulders noncommittally. "If that were possible than of course but you and I know it is not so the point is moot."

Pansy shook her head and internally grinned in triumph. "What if I told you that it was possible?"

At this point Accorso was finally the one to look both confused and dumbfounded. "How?"

Pansy began to explain the eighth year projects to Accorso, how everyone had to come up with a thesis related to their job goals, then began to explain Hermione's particular theory and experiment.

Accorso rubbed his beard thoughtfully. "It is an interesting theory and would be quite a wonderful break through if proven successful, however at this point it is just a theory."

Pansy shook her head once again. "Actually Hermione had already put her experiment to the test, she received an early approval. She finished the potion last week and had administered it to her test mice five days ago. Today would be the day that she would have tested them to see if both variations of the potion worked and whether the male and female mice she gave the potion to are pregnant."

Accorso's head rose in contemplation, before he stood from his seat and once again paced the room. His hand threading through his beard in thought. "Hmm…If this experiment works it could bring quite a few new recruits, particularly in France." He turned towards his capture with a slight grin. "Am I to assume that if I agree to use this potion of Signorina Granger than you want to be giving her as your bride?"

Pansy held her breath in anticipation as she nodded her head. "Yes and I can assure you that I can bring others to you as well, other purebloods that are in the village beyond your reach as well as muggleborns for example."

He waved her off. "I am not overly concerned with the village. I already have a contact in there if needed. However he has of yet to be successful at convincing some your fellow pureblood classmates to see things our way."

Pansy was stunned, someone in the village was helping him?

Accorso shoulders shook with silent laughter. "Yes I do have help in the village. No I did not read your mind just now, merely the look on your face expressed your minds thoughts. Unfortunately my help in the village is not enough, I had intended to try and close it down because of this. My contacts in the auror department were very useful in my tactics, particularly the ones that were given access to raise the wards around the village."

He once again shook with laughter as he looked towards the wall. "In fact I was quite certain one particular ploy would have worked out splendidly, if I have been informed correctly, had it not have been for you and your brilliant fiancée. Those dragons were really quite hard to obtain."

He suddenly turned towards her. "Where are these mice now?" Pansy, slacked jawed in shock from the dragon statement, answered dumbly. "They...um...they were sent to Professor McGonagall's manor ahead of us. I guess they're still there."

Accorso moved to stand in front of her. "I will make you a deal then. I will send one of my associates to retrieve these mice so that Signorina Granger can perform the test on them. If her potion was successful on them then I will ask her to use her potion on a human test subject. If that proves successful than I will agree to your terms and allow you to continue with your relationship."

Pansy was in wide eyed shock. "A-a a human test subject? Who?"

Accorso waved his wand and transfigured the chair back into a pillow. "Why Signorina Granger...with your help of course." He winked before turning towards the door. "I will send Rinkellama to you with your dinner and then have her set you up with more comfortable accommodations for your prolonged stay while I go speak to your fiancée. I will return when she has given me the results of her mice. Bon appetite"

Pansy sat there in stunned silence as he left the room and magically sealed the door. She looked around the room once before settling on the wall in front of her and saying out loud. "What the bloody hell just happened?"

"Professor McGonagall? Can you hear me?"

The professor was slowly waking up finding herself inflicted with a throbbing headache as well as a burning sensation on her right shoulder blade. Stunning spell she thought to herself. "Ugh…not again. What happened?" She opened her eyes to find a young blonde healer standing over her as well as Kingsley Shacklebolt and two aurors.

The healer began to wave her wand around the professor's head checking for a concussion. "That's what we would like to know. You are at Saint Mungo's, you were brought here by one of your house elves who said that he saw you being attacked by an auror and two young ladies being taken."

McGonagall shook her head of the cobwebs before bolting up with a hiss of pain from the burn mark on her back. "Ack…for the love of Merlin!" She reached for her shoulder before looking up at Kingsley with a panicked expression. "Kingsley! The girls! They were taken!?"

Kingsley nodded before taking a seat on the bed next to the elderly witch. "Yes Minerva, from what your elf had told us they have been. But we don't know by whom. Why had you taken the girls to the manor without waiting for the escorts?"

Minerva's eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she looked up. "What do you mean? The aurors you sent were the ones that escorted us there."

Kingsley shook his head in objection before motioning to the two aurors behind him. "No Minerva, these are the aurors that I was sending to assist you. They arrived there but could not find you and after an hour of waiting returned to me. It was at this same time that we received word of your being here and the girls being abducted."

McGonagall looked at the two tall young men and shook her head vigorously. "These are not the men that came to the girls' dorm to escort us. If these are the men you assigned then where did the other two come from?"

"Did they look familiar to you at all?" Minerva nodded once. "One of them, yes. It was one of the aurors that had been sent to Hogwarts when Ms. Perks had been abducted on Halloween night. What was his name…?" After a moment's pause and a tap of her fist to her knee her head shot up. "Kent! Auror Kent! That was his name! There was another but I did not recognize him."

Kingsley scowled before rising from the bed. "Edward!? That double crossing little snake in the grass! I knew something was off about him! He just seemed much too interested in the case files already gathered."

Minerva took a hold of the Minister's wrist. "Please Kingsley…you must find them. I couldn't bare it if anything happened to them, especially Hermione. They have to be safe…I promised their families they would be safe." Tears were forming in her eyes along with a look of absolute defeat.

Kingsley took the woman's hand into his own. "I will do everything possible to find them Minerva, I promise. You just focus on your healing and let the good people here take care of you without too much fuss, alright?"
Minerva nodded in agreement and watched as the three men left listening to their voices fade as Kingsley ordered the two aurors with him to gather a team and search the grounds at the manor.

The young healer approached her once more. "Why don't you lay back down Professor while I go fetch a burn ointment for that stunner and a vial of pain potion?"

Minerva could only nod again, her other motor skills having suddenly left her as her thoughts drifted to her cub and the Slytherin girl. Please dear Merlin let them be safe.

Pansy received her third shock of the day about half an hour after Accorso had left her in her prison. This time however it wasn't due to an alarming patronus message or even her abductor himself. This time it was caused by the appearance of a small floppy eared female elf. Pansy recognized this elf immediately. "Rinky?"

The elf in question turned towards her after setting a tray of food down on the end table. "Is miss be needing something from Rinky?" Her ears flopped around excitedly hoping to be of some use.

"Um…no I'm alright. You just…you seem very familiar to me is all." Pansy watched the small creature carefully. Was it possible that this was the same elf from her vision? If she was than how was it that she was in her and Hermione's household?

Rinky looked at the young lady thoughtfully. "Rinky is not sure how that is possible miss. Rinky has not been leaving her Mistress's home since Mistress Black was first moved in." She snapped her tiny fingers and the teacup began to fill itself.

"So you are the house elf that was giving to Mr. Accorso in the will?" Pansy moved to grab the roast beef sandwich that had been made for her while looking curiously at the little elf.

Rinky nodded her head adamantly. "Yes miss. Rinky has been with Mistress Black's family on Mistress's mothers side since Rinky was a baby. Is now one hundred and one years old Rinky is. Has been living in the manor with Mistress for seventy years. Until Mistress past away, now Master Black is head of manor and Rinky's keeper."

Pansy nodded back sagely. She was well familiar with the lives of house elves having had several in her parents' household as well. Elves were the property of the family they served even if they were given to their children to serve in their house, they still remained loyal to the family where they started. That is of course unless they were giving clothes and released, which was like a death warrant to most house elves.

"Tell me Rinky what is your Master like?" She bite into her sandwich trying hard to make it seem like it was just small talk instead of digging for information.

"Master has lived in the manor since Mistress's passing." She looked suddenly uncomfortable and began to look around as if the walls had eyes and ears. "Rinky must not speak ill of master but truthfully Master has not paid as much mind to Rinky as Mistress did. He is summoning Rinky sometimes for little things now and then, but does not speak to Rinky not like Mistress did."

Pansy patted on the bed next to her offering the elf a seat. "Can you tell me has he held others here either than myself and my friend?"

Rinky bit hard on her lower lip. "Rinky cannot say miss. Rinky cannot betray Master's trust, especially the son of Mistress. Mistress Black was always very good to Rinky, was Mistress's only companion. Master has many friends that come and go and has little time for Rinky." She looked around nervously again. "Rinky must goes now miss. Master has ordered Rinky to prepared guest room for miss and her friend. I's come and gets you when room is ready then miss can have nice bath before Master comes back." And with that she popped away.

Pansy sighed before replacing the sandwich on the platter. Well that got me nowhere. She laid herself back down doing her best to think of ways of escaping this hellhole, that is until what Accorso had said earlier had finally hit her.

Her eyes comically widen as the impact of his words truly hit her. "Bloody hell…" She whispered, realizing that if Accorso were to follow through with his deal and have Hermione do the experiment on herself than that meant that she and Hermione would end up becoming parents a lot sooner than planned, within a few days if the results of the mice were positive.

Even though she should be utterly terrified at the prospect not to mention appalled with Accorso's manipulation a small part of her couldn't help unconsciously shiver at the thought. A small smile cracked at the corner of her mouth before she turned pensive again. Now more than ever she would have to figure a way out of here, although truth be told she wouldn't be completely upset if the experiment were to happen first.

Her thoughts of escape were now overruled by her thoughts of possible parenthood with her love and thoughts of how incomparably beautiful a pregnant Hermione would be.

"But Sir!? You promised that Granger would be mine!" Marcus, red faced and seething, stood before his great great uncle with absolute outrage. He had just been told of the deal he had made with Parkinson.

"Calm yourself boy. We still need proof that this potion of hers works. If it does not than you have no need to worry." He was currently hunched over his mother's former writing desk overlooking several scrolls with a list of names that he had previously failed to recruit, in the hopes of possibly returning with a better offer. The older wizard truly had no time for the brash youth beside him or his childish behavior. He addressed his protégé with total composure as though dealing with a petulant three year old being denied a cookie.

Marcus crossed his arms and the sour look on his face only put more emphasis on the image of a pouty toddler. "…And if it works? What then? Are you really going to let Parkinson have her!?"

He turned to look at his charge, unable to resist the smirk he gave him. "Of course I am. After all, if Signorina Granger's experiment works then she will inevitably bare Pansy's child. I could not in good conscience keep them apart after that."

Marcus was fuming as Accorso continued. "Besides the muggleborn loves her, and the less resistance I have from her the more willing she will be to share that brilliant mind of hers."

Marcus was cut off from a retort at the sound of a knock on the office door. He immediately silenced himself when Leo Hopkirk was giving permission to enter. His uncle stopped his previous task as the young man walked in and he moved around to the front of the desk. "Well?"

Hopkirk held up a small bag where he reached in and pulled out two shrunken cages. With a wave of his wand the cages grew to normal size as well as the four mice that they contained. "It wasn't easy Sir. Aurors have the place surrounded searching for signs of Kent and Dearborn. It's a good thing my Aunt Mafalda is Chief in Commander of the improper use of magic department, they're being real sticklers about who they're allowing on the team involved with the case. I'm sure that my recent engagement to Penelope Clearwater is also a bit of an advantage." He smirked.

"So they had no suspicions what so ever?" He reached over to relieve the young man of the mice. Hopkirk gladly handed them over as he did not have any particular fondness of rodents of any kind. "No Sir none. I told them that I was taking the mice and the luggage for a process used in muggle investigations called fingerprint dusting. Fortunately they bought it and I was able to leave immediately. I brought the luggage back to the research department for actual dusting to avoid suspicion."

Accorso grinned at his recruit. "Good work Leo. The others should take example of your mindfulness and attention to detail." At this he gave his nephew a short disapproving look before returning to Hopkirk. "Now it's time to go and visit Signorina Granger again." He raised the cages up to his line of sight. "And time to see if congratulations are in order my little friends."

Hermione had been pacing her room for nearly an hour now. The food that the kindly house elf had left for her was untouched save for the tea and the requested glass of water. She still felt parched though along with lightheaded, dizzy and a slight bout of nausea.

She still could not get over the conversation that she had with the man who had kidnapped her. His explanation of things; his background, the reason for all the sudden increase in engagements (apparently not just at Hogwarts but at the Ministry of Magic as well), the deal he had struck with Pansy. That one really threw her for a whirl.

It was until he had informed her that he had sent out one of his recruits to retrieve her mice and that he would be back once he had obtained them that it really hit her. If her experiment worked on Belle and Toby, if they were pregnant, then that would mean that Hermione could very well be next and soon.

She had of course agreed to the terms of the deal as well, there was no way in hell that she would give up her relationship with Pansy and she most certainly was not going to agree to marry someone else. So she really had little choice in the matter but the problem now was that she wasn't exactly sure how she felt about it.

Her mind was really split into three directions of feelings. One part of her was excited about jumping the gun to test her experiment on a human subject, she would have had to wait at least another year before she would have been given permission to test on a human and the scientist/potioneer inside of her was jumping with anticipation. Another part of her, a very small part, was terrified. If the experiment worked on her then she would be pregnant. She was just finishing her last year of Hogwarts with a promising career ahead of her and to be pregnant then have a child to take care of was not the best scenario for one to be in. To top it off she didn't know how Pansy had taken the news, she was obviously ok to some degree if she had agreed to the deal but was it because she was ready for them to have a child or was it because it was the only way she could think of to get them out of this situation.

The third part of her was in dazed bliss, the thought of Pansy and herself having a baby was just too good to be true. This was what she had dreamed of, this was the reason she had started all of this work in the first place. She was surprised and so happy to have found such a wonderful partner in Pansy when they first came together and when she had learned that Pansy was looking for a life together in the future with her and a family she felt as though all her dreams were coming true. Now the last part of that dream could very well come true within the next few days.

As terrified as she was, as uncertain of the predicament they were being placed in, Hermione still couldn't find it in her heart to truly be distraught. She really hoped in her heart that the mice were pregnant.

No sooner had that last thought gone through her mind that the door to her room opened. The wizard who was holding her hostage entered carrying with him the two cages containing her four mice. Behind him another person also entered the room. "Marcus Flint?"

The former Hogwarts student grinned cockily up at her. In his mind he was sure that this ridiculous potion of the Gryffindor girl wouldn't work and she would in the end up being his. "Hello beautiful, it's good to see you again."

Hermione's face scrunched up in disgust before she looked back at the older wizard. The gentleman placed the two cages next to Hermione on the bed. "I see you remember my young apprentice here. That is good seeing as he is to be your husband if your potion does not work."

Hermione looked on with disgust at her former tormentor as he looked to her with smugness and eyes that clearly shone with a hint of lust. She shuddered with repulsion before returning to the other wizard. Accorso took one of the cages and handed it over to Hermione. "Looks like the moment of truth has arrived Signorina. If you please…?"

Hermione looked down to the cage containing Belle and Coco. With a shaky hand she gently took a hold of the smaller female mouse and pulled her out. As she stroked the tiny head she looked back up to the older man. "I don't have my wand, how am I supposed to check them?"

Accorso pulled out his own wand and aimed it at the mouse. "Just tell me how to perform the spell and I will take care of it." He told her kindly.

She nodded then held Belle out in front of her. "The spell is Experi Gravida, the wand movement is two small clockwise circles then touch the tip of your wand to her belly. If the test is positive her belly will glow green, if she isn't it be yellow."

Accorso nodded his head and followed her instructions. The three watched like hawks as the spell was performed and the results. When Belle's belly began to glow Hermione looked up to the two men before placing her back into the cage with Coco then removed Toby from his. When they repeated the test with him and with the same results her heart picked up speed as she looked up to Marcus's face. "I guess this means I'm next huh?"

She watched as he glower then quickly stood and left the room stomping the whole way out. Accorso watched him as well and sighed in disappointment at his lack of subtlety then he looked back up to Hermione with a gentle smile. "Yes my dear and I do hope that this next experiment will be just as successful…for your sake as well as Signorina Parkinson."

He reached over and softly squeezed her shoulder in encouragement then stood up and placed his hands behind his back. "It will take place tonight...is there anything you will require beforehand?"

"Were my other things brought here as well. I had a black potions bag that contained several vials of the fertility potion in it."

Accorso shook his head negatively. "I'm afraid not, but that will be remedied immediately. Is there anything else you will need?"

"Well…I don't know if…it depends I suppose." She bit her lip thoughtfully. "I don't really know how Pansy feels about…about this, so I don't know if she wants to be the one to…to be…you know…the p-p-pregnant one o-or if she wants me...?"

Accorso nodded sagely and ran his fingers through his beard. "Understandably, I can go inquire on your behalf if you'd like and have your potion bag retrieved as well."

Hermione slowly nodded in agreement. "Yes if you could. Tell her that it is completely up to her and I'll agree either way." She carefully placed Toby back in with Alphie. "If she would rather that it was me then I will need one strand of her hair for the potion."

Once again the wizard nodded. "Very well then, I will have the house elf escort you to your new room in the meantime. I shall return with the items soon Signorina."

When he had left the room Hermione began to focus on the thudding of her heart. She looked down to her experimental pride and joy. She leaned down and placed a finger between the bars of each cage, grinning when Belle came over and gently nibbled on the tip. "I suppose congratulations are in order." Then scratched at soft fur below her chin.

She bit her lower lip and thought to herself 'And in the next few days the same could very well be said for Pansy and me.' The thudding increased.

It had been close to an hour since Hermione had been lead to her new room. This room was a big improvement on the closet she was in before. It actually reminded her of a larger more refined hotel room, set up with a queen sized bed dressed in beautiful black silk sheets. There was a bookcase stocked with books on classical wizarding fiction and basic magic. A dark wood writing desk was placed beside a wide window. There was even an attached bathroom, which she took immediate advantage of considering what was supposed to take place later this evening.

As she soaked in the tub she began to think of the irony of what was to take place. It was only yesterday when she and her fiancée had been sitting to dinner with their families, discussing wedding plans with her mother and Aunt Helena and promising not to rush into making Hermione's parents into grandparents too soon.

Hermione scoffed then shook her head. "Oh boy are they going to be in for a shock." She was in shock herself so how could they not be. Hopefully when they explained the predicament they had been in it would soften the blow.

Now here she was pacing around the room chewing meticulously on each fingernail. Accorso had returned with both Hermione's black potion bag and the vial containing a single strand of Pansy's hair. She knew of course what having being brought the hair had meant.

While exploring the room she had come across a cabinet containing a bottle of firewhiskey and a few tumblers. She had never really been much of a drinker but she thought at that moment that this would be one of the few occasions that called for it and she help herself to a generous amount. After all it could very well be one of the last times that she would be able to indulge in such for quite some time.

She was currently looking out of the window and admiring the landscape of the property when she heard the door open behind her. Turning around she found herself face to face with her lover, Accorso coming in behind her with his wand pointed to her back.

The two rushed over into each other's arms, Pansy whispered into her ear asking if she was okay and she nodded that she was. Accorso smiled at the affection shown before putting his wand away. "Well ladies I shall leave you to it. Rinkellama will deliver your breakfast at eight o'clock sharp. Have a good evening." He winked then left them alone.

Pansy took Hermione's hand and lead her over to the bed. She sat them both down, refusing to let go of the brunette for even a moment. "I can't believe this is happening."

The Gryffindor placed her head on Pansy's shoulder and wrapped her arms around the taller girl's middle. "I know, neither can I." She sighed before looking up at Pansy. "How are you feeling about…all of this?"

Pansy wrapped her arms tightly around her. "I'm scared shitless. I mean essentially we have no choice. If the circumstances were different I would have preferred that we had waited a while before having a baby."

Hermione nodded her head before placing it back down and Pansy took a hold of one Hermione's hands. "A part of me however can't help but be a bit excited though. I kept thinking about it while I was alone in the other room. Even though the timing isn't what we would have wanted or the decision even in ours hands I…I can't help but be happy at the prospect of having a baby with you."

She gently took a hold of Hermione's chin and lifted it to face her. "What about you love? How are you feeling about all of this?"

Hermione took a moment then took a deep breath. "When he told me about the deal you struck with him I was terrified, wholly and fully terrified. I agreed initially because I couldn't stand the thought of being forced apart from you or the idea of being forced to marry Flint."

"Flint!?" Pansy threw up the name like an awful taste. "That's who he was going to marry you to!?"

Hermione cringed then shuddered as she nodded her head. "Yes. Ugh…I'm still disgusted by the thought. Anyway, afterwards I was thinking deeper on the subject. One half of me scared because I wasn't sure if I was ready to be a mother or even if I would be any good at it. The other half of me was bouncing with delight because…this was my dream coming true. Eventually that second part kind of took over my thinking process until I just started fantasizing about us with a baby. About what he or she would look like. About teaching the baby to walk and reading to it at night. About you buying their first broom and teaching him or her quidditch and then I realized that I wasn't panicking anymore."

She entwined her fingers with Pansy and looked deeply into her eyes. "This may not be how we had pictured starting a family but I'm happy to be starting one with you. Regardless of the deal and what not, this is what I dreamed of."

Pansy gave her lover a thousand watt smile. "Me to love, me to." Then she leaned in and began to kiss her. The kiss began gently at first, a soft caress of lips against lips, an occasionally slip of the tongue into each other's mouth. When Pansy took hold of Hermione's hips and pulled her closer the kiss deepen.

The two were soon panting at the lack of air and hands no longer could keep still at a single body part. Hermione's hands tangled in Pansy loose long straight strands of raven locks, massaged at the nape of a slender neck and grasped at strong shoulders.

Pansy's arm went around and held the other close by the small of her back while her other hand stroked up and down from side to hip to thigh. Hermione squirmed with each touch, her fingers digging deeper into Pansy's muscles with each downward stroke.

Hermione pulled away from Pansy's lips to trail hers across a strong jawline and down an elegant neck. She briefly paused to suck on her collarbone than moved back up to focus on Pansy's jugular vein which she could feel thumping against her tongue. Her lover moaned and pulled her impossibly closer.

After what seemed like hours spent on heavy petting and worship of each other's skin once clothing was removed Pansy slowly lowered her love down onto the mattress. Her hand gliding up the back of a succulent thigh as she placed herself between them. She pressed herself against her lover's wetness and they both moaned at the feel.

Pelvis to pelvis they slowly began to rock into each other, Pansy holding onto the others hands above her head. As the moans and groans of their love making increased Pansy lifted her head and spied a vial sitting atop the end table next to the bed.

She bent her head and nipped at Hermione's lips. "Is that…the…potion?" She breathed heavily. When Hermione nodded yes, she reached over and grabbed it.

Pausing briefly in her movements she took in the translucent green color of the very thing that was about to change their lives forever, as well as make history in the magic of potioneering. She carefully removed the stopper and look to the inventor below her. She raised the vial in salute. "Bottoms up." Then downed the whole mixture in one shot.

Hermione eyed her carefully as she smacked her lips together. "How does it taste?"

Pansy moved her tongue along her teeth after the healthy swallow. "Sort of taste like what a rose smells like actually. It's a bit strange really." After disposing of the now empty container she lower herself once again onto Hermione's neck placing love bites on every inch of skin. "How long does it take to work...Ugh oh wow…hold on a sec." She cringed pulling away as her abdomen began to cramp up. It felt like her insides were both burning and twisting at the same time while her nether regions grew hotter to the point where it felt as if her bits were beginning to melt.

"Are you alright baby? Does it hurt?" Hermione grew worried as she watched the pained expression on Pansy's face.

Pansy shook her head no. "It's not exactly painful but not entirely pleasant either." Hermione's eyebrow quirked. "You'll have to give me a full detailed account about how the process feels later, I really should be documenting this for the research." Pansy looked up at her stunned and a bit annoyed. "Really love, not the best time to be discussing this."

No sooner had the sensation began that it stopped and after Pansy took a moment to breath she lower herself down onto Hermione's body, it was at that moment that she felt something extra pressed between their bellies. Looking down it took her a moment for her brain to take in the fact that she now had a fully erect and throbbing member sprung up between her thighs. She sharply exhaled "Well I'll be damned."

Hermione pushed Pansy up a bit to take a look herself. "Let me see…Oh my."

Pansy poked at her new appendage with her finger and watched as it stiffly swayed a bit. She was fascinated with it and couldn't help studying it until she felt a hand envelop her. Groaning she closed her eyes before looking down again to watch Hermione's hand gently pumping her up and down. She rocked her hips along with the movement.

When she looked back up at her lover she saw her sensually biting her lip before hearing her whisper. "Are you just going to stare at it all night or are you going to play with your new toy?"

Pansy groaned before lowering herself back down. "Oh fuck…you are so fucking hot."

After carefully maneuvering herself into place she slowly pushed herself into Hermione's opening, and at that moment she knew that she had never before felt anything as wonderful in her life. She now knew why all boys ever thought about was sex, why it was all the talked about. Especially if this was what they got to feel every single time. Granted she loved the way it felt when she and Hermione made love the usual way, nothing could ever compare to that but this was just on a different level.

The way that Hermione's body seemed to clench onto Pansy's member, pulling it in deeper while she was sliding in and out, it was a whole new experience of merging their two halves together. Pansy loved every clamp of muscles, every cell that buzzed at the sensation of skin sliding against each warm wet inch of Hermione's insides. It was heaven.

Hermione could say the very same herself except that her brain had somehow now turned into a big pile of sexual mush, only able to focus on the exquisiteness of what she was feeling and not actually being able to put it into words not even if the words were only in her own head.

They both panted, and moaned, and groaned, and rocked, and kissed and arched and grasped till suddenly they grabbed onto each other with their bodies slamming together for a finally time in wonderful release then fell back onto the bed.

As the beating of the hearts slowed and their breathing softened, with their arms wrapped around each other they whispered their I love you's. Pansy still buried hilt deep in her lover, unable to control the heaviness of her eyelids, they fell asleep in that position. Neither were able to move nor did they want to as they drifted off pleasantly into Morpheus's arms.