"Crazy Tabby"
Minerva slowly opened her eyes to look at her surroundings. White walls, white bedspread, and a white haired man looking at hair.

"I love white." She murmured sleepily. She tried to turn over but there were spells prevented her.

"Minerva, I need you to wake up." Theoriski said.

"Oh, it's you." Recognizing her husband Minerva smiled.

"Minerva, you just had surgery. How do you feel?"

"Tired."

"You are under spells to keep you from moving. We had to put in stitches but they will resolve as you get closer to your due date. You will be groggy for a little bit. "

"The babies?" Albus asked.

"Fine. Right on schedule in terms of development. I still want Minerva on bedrest for at least two weeks but everything is turning out good." Theoriski smiled "You're a trooper, Mrs. McDore."

A snore could be heard from the bed. Albus grinned and added, "and a snorer."

"I was going to tell the people in the waiting room. Would you like to join me, Mr. McDore?"

"Certainly."


Week one
Day one
800 am

Minerva woke up as soon as Albus got out of bed. She stretched lazily and smiled. Planning on grading papers today, she had totally faith in Bill's ability to teach. Reaching for the stack of papers, a book caught her eye. 1001 names for a magical baby. Hmmm, well, we do need names soon. The papers remained ungraded.

200 pm
A knock interrupted Minerva's internal debate of Asklepios for a son. Harry bounced in along with Ron .

Raising an eyebrow, Minerva asked,

"Aren't you supposed to be in class?"

Grinning Harry replied,

"It's Divination, Mom. I know I'm going to die anyway."

"Fine. Help me pick names."

"Mom, you cannot be serious. Asklepios?"

730 pm

Xiomara tumbled in to Minerva's room and immediately sat on the bed. Her yellow eyes twinkled dangerous. Minerva noticed this and cautiously asked,

"What? Aren't you suppose to be sick now? You're in the first trimester."

Smiling mischievously, Xiomara replied, "Sev took that over for me."

"Lucky."

"You know Sibyll said something interesting tonight at dinner."

Annoyed Minerva turned to face Xiomara directly.

"What did that overgrown-"

"Minerva! If the students knew you talk about your fellow staff member like that…"

"Mara, what did she say?" Ignoring the mock look of shock on Xiomara's face.

"Something about the kittens being born in different years."

Scoffing Minerva replied, "How is that possible? She really has gone off the deep end."
Day three 248 p.m.
A lion cub entered the headmaster's private suite, follow by two others. Minerva eyed them warily.

"If that's a wheeze you better have the antidote."

The lion cub, with the most particular lightening shape mark in his fur, leaped on the bed. He roared indignity. The one with the bushy fur rolled her eyes and offer Minerva a piece of paper tied to her tail.

Professor McGonagall,
Please accept my gift of three lion cubs as they finished their work early in class today. The only condition to the gift is a photo has to be send to my mother. She would love it.
Bill Weasley

"What a lovely gift." Minerva said, stroking the red mare of Ron. "Do you do tricks?"

Harry roared again and turned to leap over Ron. Ron moved and the games began.

Day twelve 243 p.m.

A redhead popped into the bedroom doorway. Minerva put down the romance novel and smiled.

"Hello, kitten. Aren't you suppose to be in court?"

"Madam Bones called an early recess." Aurora paused and kissed her mom's cheek. "Papa told me you were getting restless. How are the kittens?"

"Mmm..not moving that much right now."

"Probably don't have much room." As Aurora spoke those words, Minerva started to laughed.

"I wasn't this big with you and Apollo. I have an appointment with Theoriski next week." Minerva smiled at her daughter. "Papa told me that you had a gentleman in your apartment late at night. Would you like to explain?"

"um…I met Nicky through Apollo actually. So Apollo likes him and approves. " Aurora tried a winning smile on her mum.

"But the question remains why was he in your apartment at three in morning?" Minerva looked stern.

"We are dating."

"You are dating." Minerva repeated. "Your dates are at very odd times Aurora Caoimhe Morgaine McGonagall-Dumbledore. I don't recall your father being on a date with me at three a.m."

"Um, yeah, well, we were um, playing chess! And you know how involve a game of chess can be." Aurora thought she was saved by her father entering the room.

"They were playing chess, dear."

Albus looked alarmed.

"I don't think I want my daughter playing the type of chess I would be playing at three in the morning. After all that's how we got the first set of kittens!"

"I know dear. But our daughter is an adult and I'm sure Nicky is a nice young man." Minerva soothed Albus.

"Fine. But I want to meet him."

"Of course."