"Concerns and tears"
"What do you think about all this? The kittens are shocked, Xiomara is thrilled and I've no bloody idea what to think about it."
Slowly the long body of Albus Dumbledore appeared in the room. He moved to the bed and gathered his wife to him.
"I'm surprised but very happy. This is a miracle. "
"It's a miracle your brother is still alive. It's foolish that I'm pregnant at my age. I could've kill both of you when I found out. "
"You aren't happy? It's another chance, Min. We get a chance to bring some good into the world and you aren't happy."
This pushed Minerva over the edge. She has been prodded, poked, and questioned to death. She had been sick over the past four days and before then. She dealt with Umbridge, Cornelius Fudge, and Draco Malfoy. She had been mothered to death and had to reassured her children. All without the help of her husband.
Very quietly and slowly, she spoke to her husband of more than forty years.
"I'm concerned about the health of the babies after being hit with four bloody stunners. I'm concerned about being married to my employer. I'm concerned that the marriage is going to be made public. I'm concerned about giving birth to twins at age seventy-eight. I'm concerned about defending our marriage to school governors. I'm concerned about the Order.
"I'm very grateful for our kittens, the ones born and the ones coming. But there's a chance I'll lose the twins. I worry constantly about you, Harry Potter and our children. Right now, I don't feel it's time to be happy."
If to prove Minerva right, Alastor Moody appeared.
"Albus, Harry Potter and five students went into the Ministry. We suspected Voldemort lured him there somehow. We need to go now!"
Albus looked helplessly at his wife. This wasn't good timing and there was no way he could stay and continued the fight with Minerva.
Minerva closed her eyes.
"Go, just go. I'm being release in the morning. "
"Please know that I love you. Please.... Mina...."
"Come back to me alive. Just come back."
Albus nodded and embraced his wife. Tears rolled over their faces. Albus kissed Minerva desperately, seeking forgiveness and understanding, then left.
Minerva turned to face the wall and began to sob. How could the man she once knew and admired turned into this? Tom Marvolo Riddle was one of the greatest wizards the world knew. He could done so much good in the world. Her husband was fighting for a future his own children might not a chance to know.
She curled up tight in to a ball and fell asleep that way
Albus came back to his Hogwarts. Sirius Black was dead.
At least Fudge admits Voldemort is back.
He began to explain to Harry the reasons. Harry continued to rage against him and the world.
My office is being trashed and suddenly I don't care.
Leaning back in his chair, he suddenly felt exhausted.
My children are at risk for simple survival. My greatest enemy is back. And a sixteen –year-old, who supposedly will save the world, is raging at me.
Finally the shouting stopped. Albus just looked at Harry, who was beloved to him as a son, who escaped death once again, and before he knew it, a single tear escaped.
It was a relief to come clean with Harry about everything. The boy wouldn't forgive him soon perhaps not ever. But there was no reason to hide anymore. Harry walked out of the room years older than he should be.
As Albus looked around the room, Fawkes appeared in the room. With a look around the room, he squawked three times and flew in large circles. The room was return to order.
"Thank you old friend. What do you think? Should we sleep and see if Minerva will forgive us in the morning?"
Albus slowly walked into his bedroom.
Into the lions' den, indeed. Mina will forgive me for leaving. But what if the twins don't survive? I won't forgive myself if that happened again. Neither will she.
When Albus entered into Minerva's hospital room the next morning, Apollo was reading the Daily Prophet, and Aurora was trying out names on her mother.
"Argus? Means glistening. Atalanta? That means balance. What about.."
"Ro, have you consider maybe now isn't a good time to bug Mom about names?"
"Pol, I'm thinking positively. In about nine months, we're going to need mythical "A" names and Scottish names."
"Aurora Caoimhe Viviane McGonagall-Dumbledore stop bugging your mother about names. I'm sure we will think of something."
Minerva sat up in bed and reached for Albus. He hesitated and embraced his wife.
"We're good?"
"No. But we will be." With that said Minerva moved his hand to her stomach. Albus knew it was too soon to feel movement but the reality sank in.
"This is really happening. We are having twins."
Apollo and Aurora cracked up. Papa often needs things repeating.
"With God's grace, yes. We need to do everything again, with twins."
"I love you. Let's get back to Hogwarts. I'm sure Severus has tortured your cubs long enough."
"Will you be able to take time off from court this summer, Rory? I know Pol will be able in ...July, right?"
Apollo nodded.
"I'll try, although now the ministry is a mess. Madam Bones might be setting up impeachment proceedings for Fudge. Say, Papa, do you want to be Minister of Magic?"
Albus merely groaned.