A/N: Dolores gets some news. Follows Centaur's Mate. Umbridge/Bane

Submission for:

Return of the Daily Weird Prompt Thing [Speed-writing Competition]: months after her ordeal in the forest, Umbridge finds out she's going to have a centaur baby

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.


Dolores walked slowly through the sterile, crowded corridors of St Mungo's towards the front desk, her head down and her hands holding her stomach cautiously. She hadn't been feeling well lately and finally decided to find out what was wrong.

It had been three months since she had left the forest, three months since she had escaped those horrible creatures and rejoined the world of wizards and witches. She had vowed to punish and every one of them for keeping her there, however, since she had left, there had been some... issues. She had started to feel thoroughly sick to her stomach, any meal she had eaten coming up just a few minutes later. However, she was still gaining weight, especially around her stomach. And then she also had this uncontrollable craving for raw meat, though the thought usually sent her straight to the loo afterwards.

"I need to see a healer," she said to the girl sitting behind the desk.

The bored receptionist looked at the squat witch before pointing to an unoccupied chair off the side. "Take a seat and a healer will be here shortly."

Dolores gave the receptionist a sickeningly sweet smile. "Do you know who I am? I am Dolores Umbridge, Hogwarts High Inquisitor and-"

"Dolores... Umbridge..." the woman said as she wrote on a sheet of parchment before pointing to the chair again. "Take a seat and a healer will be here shortly."

'Shortly' was not short, and Dolores was at the end of her patience when a tall slender woman in lime-green robes finally approached her. "Are you Dolores Umbridge?" she asked.

Dolores nodded, rising slowly to her feet and following the woman into her office. She took the seat across from the healer's desk and told her story.

"...and I want to eat meat all the time, raw meat,..."

"Can you just move over to that bed against the wall?" the healer asked.

Dolores frowned, not appreciative of being interrupted, but followed her instructions. The older woman came to her bedside and told her to lay down on her back. She drew her wand and muttered an incantation under her breath.

"Oh... my... god..." the healer said, stepping back slowly away from the bed side.

"What? What is it?" Dolores asked, worry settling into her bones despite herself.

"You're... pregnant... with a-"

"What! You must be joking!" Dolores shouted. How could this be? She was on the cusp of her child-bearing years. Having a child should have been near to impossible.

She rose into a sitting position before she froze. The healer's spell had made the skin of her abdomen transparent, allowing her to see straight through to her womb. Implanted on the spongy red tissue was a small orb, a small, developing foetus floating within the amniotic fluid. However, this wasn't a normal foetus like those she had seen in her mother's many books. This one had-

"Are those hooves!?" she screamed before the healer promptly fainted.