"Conventional Wisdom."

Minerva tapped her foot impatiently, waiting for her husband. "Albus! Let's go already." Her first day out of bed in a month was to include a 10 o'clock with Theoriski which she was now fifteen minutes late for.

"Albus! Let's go. I want to know when I can get off of bed rest. You want to know when I get off of bed rest. What in Merlin's name is taking so long?"

"I accidentally got my beard caught in the sink again." Albus' beard was several inches shorter.

"You know when the kittens arrive you're probably have to cut it short." Minerva looked at him critically.

"Rory really did a number on it last time didn't she?" Albus winced remembering when Aurora used to yank on his beard for fun. His jaw was dislocated several times.

"Hmmm, and I need to remember to braid my hair at night." She smiled and begins to dance.

"You're dancing?" Albus asked amused.

"Hey, I'm out of bed. Let's go." With that she threw floo powder into the fireplace and disappeared.

Shaking his head, Albus soon followed.

"Minerva McDore for Dominick Theoriski." The nurse looked up, bored but suddenly became interest when she realized the two people in front of her were the greatest witch and wizard of the age.
"I'll tell him you're here, Mrs. McDore."

Minerva frowned, realizing the nurse was new and probably unaware of the privacy vow she and Dominick made which included all his staff.

"My love, we've been found out." Minerva looked over at Albus who was happily reading muggle magazines.

"There's nothing she can say unless she likes being held in contempt of a court order. We made sure the court order was airtight when Rory filed it in May."

"Of course." Minerva smiled. It was handy to have a lawyer in the family. "I just hate having my private life gawk at." She drummed her fingers on her stomach and a second later was answered by a kick. Someone wasn't pleased. "Sorry."

"About what?" Albus was confused.

"Someone didn't like the rhythm I guess." She explained what happened and Albus laughed.

"Feeling a little nervous, Mrs. McDore?"

"Just a bit. I don't want to be back on bedrest. I want to teach. " Minerva said.

"McDore?" A different nurse appeared. "Right this way."
A couple minutes, Minerva lay on a table, with her stomach exposed. Theoriski smiled reassurely at her.

"I know this new technology is a little inmatating but it will allow me to check the stitches and the positions of the fetuses without a physical exam. " He began to spread a clear gel on her stomach. Minerva shivered. "Ah now then. Appareo Fetus."

A blue light appeared above Minerva's stomach. Suddenly there was movement.

"Is that…?" Albus was dumbstruck by the image.

"That was someone kicking my ribs." Minerva groaned.

Theoriski chuckled. "O.k. As you can see, the twins are slightly small for their age and probably will be in St. Mungo's a couple days after delivery which is normal for twins. Twin A is smaller than twin B and I think if we can deliver her first it would be better." Theoriski jotted some notes in the chart.

"Her?" Minerva asked.

"Sorry I forgot you didn't want to know." Theoriski grinned sheepishly. "But definitely a her." He picked up his wand and continued. "I'm pleased to see the stitches are holding up well. I'm thinking you could resume normal activities but I would hold off any extra strenuous physical activities. You're twenty-six weeks. I would feel comfortable delivering if you went to labor now. But if you can keep them in for a couple more weeks it would be better." He wrote the results in the chart and sealed it. "Good job, mom. I'll see you in two weeks."

"Her. Another daughter." Albus felt a tear rolled down his cheek.

"Rory will be pleased. My daughters." Minerva half laughed- half sobbed. She reached up and kissed Albus. A nurse enters and began to wipe the remaining jelly off of Minerva's stomach.

"I'm guessing you received good news, then. " The nurse smiled. It didn't surprised her they were married, although the fact the couple were having a child now was.

"A baby girl." Albus said proudly as if it was the first baby girl in history.

"Plus one." Minerva smiled as she kissed her husband again.

"Twins. That will be a handful." She finished up and smiled. "Go see the desk nurse for your next appointment. "

Minerva changed into her bulky green robes, which hid her figure and quickly added the brooch Albus gave her on their twenty-fifth anniversary. Albus looked at her and started to asked,

"I know you are happy about teaching again but weren't you going to ask about…."

Minerva shushed Albus "I thought the fact he doesn't want me to do any serious physical activities would included that."

"I think I'll go back and ask him." Albus turned around to ask.

"Albus! I'll owl him later. Randy old goat.." She turned to the secretary. "He wanted to see me in two weeks."

"For what? You can't possible be pregnant. For one thing you're too old and another you aren't married. I'm sure Professor Dumbledore is just being a gentleman and accompying his unwed Transfiguration teacher." She smiled adoringly at Albus.

The air suddenly grew cold in the waiting room.

"Minerva…" Albus warned. He knew with the hormones Minerva was dangerous, which was why two days ago a mouse with greasy black fur and rather big nose appeared in his office. Severus was more understanding that one would expect since Xiomara came into the habit of turning him into a lion-badger hybrid.

"I'm not too old to be having these babies and how dare you flirt with my husband! Why I should curse those fluttering eyelashes into non-existence. I should…." Albus heard the rumble from afar. He looked for something, anything substantial to hide behind. Finding nothing suitable, he cast the strong shedding spell he knew on the waiting room. Albus braced himself and suddenly there was a loud plop.

Albus slowly got up and looked at his wife. Where there used to be the secretary, smoke was lingering. He sighed.

"Min, wait for me at the floo. I'll explain to Theoriski why his secretary blew up and then get Alastor to track her down."

Minerva glared at him. "Now, Min." She stormed off in a huff.

Albus appeared at the floo and snuck up on Minerva, catching her hand. She quickly removed her hand from his and flooed separately from him. Albus rolled his eyes. This is going to be a fun night.

"Hey, how was the appointment?" Pommie glanced up from her grading.

"Fine." Minerva said in a huff. "Just a teeny­bopper flirted with my husband and then Albus got upset when I accidentally blew her up. "

"Um, ok. It was necessary to blow her up? Usually you just turned them into mice."

"She called me old!" Minerva fumed. "She said I was an old unmarried woman who manipulated Albus." Sparks flew out of her wand, lighting a few of Pommie's paper. Without a second glance, Pommie simply existished them and let Minerva continued her rant.

"She had no right to pass judgment on me. How dare she!"

Pommie looked half-amused and half-appalled at the situation. She opened her mouth to comment but was cut off by Albus' arrived.

"Mina, did you really have to blow her up? Now I don't know how I can show my face there again."

"Your face? Listen, I'm pissed off, hormonal, horny, and retaining water. If you value your life, you would support me right now!"

The door to the staff lounge open and Fillus ducked his head in for a second,

"Does anyone…." He trailed off noticing Minerva and decided the staff's weekly poker game could wait. Quickly leaving again, he wondered what happen but decided it wasn't important to find out right then.

"I do support you. I've always support you. But I wondered if you really want my support after today." Albus said frustrated.

"What do you mean be that? " Minerva cried.

"I thought you were going to asked Theoriski about when we could resume our evening activities."

"This is about sex! The reason I didn't ask was because I already owled him last week. We could been having sex for a week but you've been busy with "important" things, which I can't know about. Am I that ugly that you no longer find me attractive?" Minerva's face was red and Pommie wonder whether she was going to yell or cry.

"Minerva Aurora Charlotte McGonagall-Dumbledore, I've been trying to get the nursery ready so you can relax and not worry about the room being ready. I also been flooing back home to get that room ready for the kittens." Albus' eyes glowed. "I've been taking cold showers and matters into my own hands when I could've been having sex with my wife!" The vase next to Albus shattered without any warning.

The door to the lounge opened again. Poppy and Xiomara walked in, wanting to know how the appointment went.

"Pops, I believe our esteem Headmaster and equally esteem Deputy Headmistress are fighting." Xiomara grinned.

"I believe that the argument is about their sex life too, Mara."

"Oh, bugger off." Albus and Minerva said in unison. Poppy pretended to faint at the harsh language conventialy landing in her wife's lap.

"Do you guys realize you could use this time to actually have sex?" Pommie pointed out, moving Poppy's head from the papers on her lap.

Minerva opened her mouth when the fire in the staff lounge turned green.

"Mother! Did you really have to blow up the head nurse? I started my shift at three and all I've heard was how Minerva McGonagall blew someone up. I have to work there. Why can't you blow up Rory's workplace? "Apollo wailed.

"Oh bugger off Apollo!" Minerva snapped.

Apollo, shocked, retrieved from the fireplace.

"Well, that was surprising." Pommie commented. Xiomara and Poppy exchanged looks; privately agreed Apollo probably deserved it.

"…of course I want to have sex with you! I constantly want to have sex with you. If I had a time-turner, we would be having sex twenty-four hours a day!" Albus yelled.

"Then why haven't been you coming to bed with me? I'm so frustrated because you haven't touched me in a bloody week. You have been disappearing right after dinner and coming home late and barely touching me! I feel so ugly!" Minerva sobbed.

"I didn't know you wanted me to be touching you. Why didn't you tell me you could have sex?"

"I thought you didn't find me attractive now!"

"Should we mention that they are being really loud and the students could probably hear them?" Poppy wondered.

"Nah." Pommie and Xiomara said.

Conjuring up some popcorn, Xiomara pointed out "This is free entertainment."

"You're right, Mara."

"How can you even think that? You're always sexy to me, especially when pregnant! Your breasts are bigger and your whole body is so sensitive that I could barely touch and you come. Why didn't you ask Theoriski about sex today?"

"Because I already owled him last week. He gave me a list of tips and positions we could try. But you never came to bed early enough to try them!" Minerva pouted.

Albus touched her face. "What kinds of positions?" he asked in a low voice.

"I could tell you but I think showing would be better. One of them is called 'eye of the tiger'…." Minerva purred.

"Really? Well, you are very catlike…" Albus' hands moved lower. Minerva gasped.

"Um, guys. You're still in the staff lounge with other people." Poppy pointed out.

"Ah, well. Professor McGonagall, should we continue this discussion elsewhere?"

"It would be my pleasure Professor Dumbledore." With that, she took his arm and went out of the lounge in the direction of their chambers.

Xiomara, Poppy and Pomona looked at each other, amused.

"I think I'll find Severus now…" Xiomara mused.

Poppy shrugged. "When in Rome?" she asked.

"When in Rome." Pommie agreed.

On the way out of the staff lounge, they ran into Dennis Creevey.

"Have you see Professor McGonagall?"

"Um, she's busy with school business." Poppy replied. Pommie couldn't hold back her snicker.

"Oh, well."

"Let me give you some conventional wisdom, Mr. Creevey. Never mess with a pissed off McGonagall." Poppy said.

Dennis looked at the school nurse and replied,

"You learn that the first week of school, Madam Pompfy. " And with that he went to bed.

"I guess some people never learn. " Pommie laughed at the comment and began to walk towards her chambers.