First off, I'm SO SORRY for this being so late. I don't even have a good
excuse, I knew what I wanted to write but I just didn't get to actually
writing it down.
Hope you enjoy it, and I'll try to post the next chapter soon, I'll force
myself to write at least a page tomorrow.
Part 14
"Ah, another year over."
"Yes, and what a crazy year it was! Check." Minerva said as her bishop smashed Albus' knight to pieces.
"I didn't think it was that bad." Albus said moving his king out of harms way.
"Oh really? You don't think Arthur Weasley almost killing himself every time he saw Molly Roberts was bad? Or her and that other first year making a Love Potion that ended up in half the school's pumpkin juice?"
Albus chuckled at the memory of students jumping up on the tables and declaring their love for one of their fellow students, or in one case, for one of their teachers. "Come now Minerva, they didn't mean any harm, and besides, it worked out, Miss. Richards and Mr. Weasley are now a happy, insecure, adolescent couple."
Minerva smiled as she absentmindedly rubbed her swollen stomach. "I guess you're right, at least no one was physically hurt, although I'm sure a few of the students' egos were damaged. Checkmate."
Albus looked down at the board ready to protest when his pieced readily agreed with the defeat. "Traitors." He muttered as Minerva just smiled. "Speaking of ego's being damaged; mine's being a little crushed right now. Would you mind letting me win every once in a while?"
"Now where would the fun in that be?" She said grinning and then quickly winced and clutched her stomach.
"What's wrong? Are you alright?" Albus asked quickly kneeling by her side.
"Just a little pain. You're children are complaining about dinner I guess." She said quietly with her eyes closed.
"You sure?" He asked gently, "Perhaps I should go and get Poppy."
Minerva's eyes flew open, "Albus?!"
"Yes my love?"
"I think my water just broke!!!!"
~~~~~
"Albus would you please stop pacing? It's getting on my nerves."
Albus stopped and stared wide-eyed at the witch standing in front of him. "How can you be so calm? Minerva's in there giving birth to my two children, and I'm not even allowed in there!"
Hanna smiled, "No wonder Poppy won't let you in there, you'd make her and Minerva more nervous than they already are. Why don't you have one of those sweets your rambling on about?"
"I'm not in the mood for a lemon drop, thank you very much. Why is this taking so long?!?"
"Well it does take a while to push a child out of your ass, and Minerva needs to do that twice, which takes even longer!" Hanna snapped, quickly getting annoyed at Albus.
"Well then why aren't I allowed in there? Hmm? I can't go in there and wait, but I can't leave and do something else. NO, I have to stand here in the middle of the hall worrying myself to death, and as each minute goes by my mind thinks up even worse scenarios that could possibly be happening in there to my family!" Albus said, getting continually louder as he continued.
Hanna just stared at him for a moment, she had never actually seen Albus as nervous, scared, or crazy as he seemed at that moment, "Feel better now?"
Albus took a deep breath, "Yeah, actually I do. Do you think something's wrong?"
"No Albus, you're just nervous about becoming a father."
Albus' eye's widened, "I'm gonna be a father." He said like the impact of it finally hit him, "Oh God, what if I can't do it? What if I'm a horrible father? I mean, I know how to deal with older children, but I've never taken care of a baby, or TWO babies!"
"Well neither has Minerva, so you're in good company. Relax, you'll do fine. I bet you'll be a natural at it." Hanna said reassuringly, earning a thankful smile from him.
"Professor Dumbledore?" Albus and Hanna spun around to see a young mediwitch, the one helping Poppy with the delivery, standing in the infirmary doorway.
"Yes? Is everything alright?"
The young witch smiled, "You can come in now and see for yourself, you too, but you can only stay a little while." She directed the last part to Hanna.
They followed the witch into the room, and over to a bed, blocked by a dressing screen, where Minerva was.
"Minerva." Albus said rushing to his wife's side and kissing her cheek gently. Minerva had a layer of sweat covering her face, and her usually neat hair was also sweat soaked and, despite being pulled back, was limp around her face and on her shoulders.
"Oh Albus." She said tiredly, but happily.
"Ahem." Poppy cleared her throat, "I'd like to introduce you to your two sons." She said grinning and handing over two bundles, one to Minerva and one to Albus.
"Aren't they beautiful?" Minerva said more to herself than anyone else as she gently stroked one of her sons little cheeks.
"I'm a father. I have two sons." Albus said looking at the bundles in his and Minerva's arms.
Minerva smiled up at Albus, "So what shall we name them?"
"How about Richard and Michael?"
"Richard and Michael Dumbledore. I think they sound perfect." Minerva said before yawning. "Excuse me."
"You should try and sleep now." Poppy said, "Come on now, everyone out, except for you Albus, you can, of course, stay. But I'll be back in a few minutes for those two little bundles. I want to check them over and make sure they're in perfect health."
"Thank you Poppy." Minerva said.
"Yes, thank you."
When everyone had left Albus and Minerva looked at their children, their sons.
"Oh Albus, I don't think I've ever been as happy as I am right now." Minerva said with tears in her eyes.
"Neither have I, my love, neither have I."
Little did they know that the peace was not to last.
End of Part 14
I know, it's not only late, but short. Sorry about that. I'm going to force myself to write at least one page tomorrow.
FB would be greatly appreciated, and hey, if you want to tell me where you want this to go, maybe my muse will stop ignoring me when she finds out she has competition! LOL
Part 14
"Ah, another year over."
"Yes, and what a crazy year it was! Check." Minerva said as her bishop smashed Albus' knight to pieces.
"I didn't think it was that bad." Albus said moving his king out of harms way.
"Oh really? You don't think Arthur Weasley almost killing himself every time he saw Molly Roberts was bad? Or her and that other first year making a Love Potion that ended up in half the school's pumpkin juice?"
Albus chuckled at the memory of students jumping up on the tables and declaring their love for one of their fellow students, or in one case, for one of their teachers. "Come now Minerva, they didn't mean any harm, and besides, it worked out, Miss. Richards and Mr. Weasley are now a happy, insecure, adolescent couple."
Minerva smiled as she absentmindedly rubbed her swollen stomach. "I guess you're right, at least no one was physically hurt, although I'm sure a few of the students' egos were damaged. Checkmate."
Albus looked down at the board ready to protest when his pieced readily agreed with the defeat. "Traitors." He muttered as Minerva just smiled. "Speaking of ego's being damaged; mine's being a little crushed right now. Would you mind letting me win every once in a while?"
"Now where would the fun in that be?" She said grinning and then quickly winced and clutched her stomach.
"What's wrong? Are you alright?" Albus asked quickly kneeling by her side.
"Just a little pain. You're children are complaining about dinner I guess." She said quietly with her eyes closed.
"You sure?" He asked gently, "Perhaps I should go and get Poppy."
Minerva's eyes flew open, "Albus?!"
"Yes my love?"
"I think my water just broke!!!!"
~~~~~
"Albus would you please stop pacing? It's getting on my nerves."
Albus stopped and stared wide-eyed at the witch standing in front of him. "How can you be so calm? Minerva's in there giving birth to my two children, and I'm not even allowed in there!"
Hanna smiled, "No wonder Poppy won't let you in there, you'd make her and Minerva more nervous than they already are. Why don't you have one of those sweets your rambling on about?"
"I'm not in the mood for a lemon drop, thank you very much. Why is this taking so long?!?"
"Well it does take a while to push a child out of your ass, and Minerva needs to do that twice, which takes even longer!" Hanna snapped, quickly getting annoyed at Albus.
"Well then why aren't I allowed in there? Hmm? I can't go in there and wait, but I can't leave and do something else. NO, I have to stand here in the middle of the hall worrying myself to death, and as each minute goes by my mind thinks up even worse scenarios that could possibly be happening in there to my family!" Albus said, getting continually louder as he continued.
Hanna just stared at him for a moment, she had never actually seen Albus as nervous, scared, or crazy as he seemed at that moment, "Feel better now?"
Albus took a deep breath, "Yeah, actually I do. Do you think something's wrong?"
"No Albus, you're just nervous about becoming a father."
Albus' eye's widened, "I'm gonna be a father." He said like the impact of it finally hit him, "Oh God, what if I can't do it? What if I'm a horrible father? I mean, I know how to deal with older children, but I've never taken care of a baby, or TWO babies!"
"Well neither has Minerva, so you're in good company. Relax, you'll do fine. I bet you'll be a natural at it." Hanna said reassuringly, earning a thankful smile from him.
"Professor Dumbledore?" Albus and Hanna spun around to see a young mediwitch, the one helping Poppy with the delivery, standing in the infirmary doorway.
"Yes? Is everything alright?"
The young witch smiled, "You can come in now and see for yourself, you too, but you can only stay a little while." She directed the last part to Hanna.
They followed the witch into the room, and over to a bed, blocked by a dressing screen, where Minerva was.
"Minerva." Albus said rushing to his wife's side and kissing her cheek gently. Minerva had a layer of sweat covering her face, and her usually neat hair was also sweat soaked and, despite being pulled back, was limp around her face and on her shoulders.
"Oh Albus." She said tiredly, but happily.
"Ahem." Poppy cleared her throat, "I'd like to introduce you to your two sons." She said grinning and handing over two bundles, one to Minerva and one to Albus.
"Aren't they beautiful?" Minerva said more to herself than anyone else as she gently stroked one of her sons little cheeks.
"I'm a father. I have two sons." Albus said looking at the bundles in his and Minerva's arms.
Minerva smiled up at Albus, "So what shall we name them?"
"How about Richard and Michael?"
"Richard and Michael Dumbledore. I think they sound perfect." Minerva said before yawning. "Excuse me."
"You should try and sleep now." Poppy said, "Come on now, everyone out, except for you Albus, you can, of course, stay. But I'll be back in a few minutes for those two little bundles. I want to check them over and make sure they're in perfect health."
"Thank you Poppy." Minerva said.
"Yes, thank you."
When everyone had left Albus and Minerva looked at their children, their sons.
"Oh Albus, I don't think I've ever been as happy as I am right now." Minerva said with tears in her eyes.
"Neither have I, my love, neither have I."
Little did they know that the peace was not to last.
End of Part 14
I know, it's not only late, but short. Sorry about that. I'm going to force myself to write at least one page tomorrow.
FB would be greatly appreciated, and hey, if you want to tell me where you want this to go, maybe my muse will stop ignoring me when she finds out she has competition! LOL