Minerva McGonagall stood up from the dinner table in her apartment only to sink back into the chair. She was overwhelmed by a bout of dizziness. "That's the third time this week," Robbie commented. "Will you see Madam Pomfrey now?"

Minerva looked at her children and husband before nodding her head miserably. "I shall," she agreed. "Severus will you carry me to bed? I need to lay down a bit."

Severus stood and nodded his head. "Always love," Severus responded as he picked up her bridal style and carried her to their bedroom. "Hermione will you Floo Poppy?"

"Yes sir," she said as she rushed to the fireplace.

Poppy smiled at her longtime friend. "You're three months pregnant," she said once she examined her. "Severus will be able to brew you a draught for the nausea and dizziness."

"Pregnant," Minerva repeated, tears welling on her eyes.

"Yes," breathed Poppy. "I daresay you concieved on your wedding night. Come September you shall have newborn twins."

"Twins," repeated Minerva.

"Twins," Poppy confirmed. "A son and a daughter."

Minerva lost control of her emotions and allowed the tears to flow freely. "Send my family in," she managed to get out.

Poppy nodded and beckoned Severus, Robert and Hermione into the room. All three family members appeared worried as they saw Minerva's tears. She smiled brightly at them through her tears. "I'm pregnant with twins," she whispered emotionally.

Hermione and Robert yelped happily for their mother. They gave Severus, who was thoroughly shocked, a gentle shove towards their mother. Severus embraced his wife and gave into his emotions. He had never believed he would have children of his own. He adored Robert and Hermione dearly but he had missed out on so much. This was his chance to be the father figure he himself never had. He would cherish this experience. "Twins," he finally managed.

"A son and daughter due in September," she whispered happily. "We shall have a house full."

Severus glanced at Robert and Hermione and smiled a full smile. "The more the merrier," he replied. "Besides we have two capable babysitters to exploit."

Minerva chuckled happily and then looked at her children. "What are your thoughts?"

Robbie and Hermione shared a look before smiling at their mother. "We always wanted more siblings," Robbie answered.

"Plus you have a new heir for House Ross," Hermione said with a smug look.

Minerva grinned at her daughter. "Sorry to burst your bubble love," she said. "You are still going to be my heir."

"Why," Hermione pouted. "I don't need titles."

"That's why you should be one of the ones with a title," Severus interjected. "You are more firm in your beliefs than most. You will be a force to reckon with and you are able to push Potter where he needs to be. Think of how much you can accomplish with those votes."

Hermione sighed in resignation and nodded her head. "I shall gracefully accept my fate," she declared. "I am still excited about our new siblings Màthair." Minerva smiled brightly.

"How do you really feel about my pregnancy," Minerva asked later that night as she settled against her husband in their bed.

Severus rolled her on her back and settled between her thighs. He stared at her with his chocolate eyes and smiled happily. "I am overjoyed by the prospect," he admitted. "I had a horrible father and know what not to do based on that. I never thought about having children until Hermione and Robbie came into my life but since then I have longed to experience fatherhood. I want to see your body swell with our children. I want to see them suckle at your breasts. I want to walk the floor calming down crying babies at midnight. I want to experience their first words, first steps, and their first everything."

Minerva smiled teary-eyed at her husband before she pulled his face towards her and kissed him heatedly. A wave of her hand removed their clothing. "Love me," she pleaded.

"Always," he answered as he kissed his way down her body. He swirled his tongue in and around her bellybutton causing a bout of giggling from her. He continued down her hip bone and moved to her womanly folds. He encouraged her to open herself for him which she gladly did. "Beautiful," he whispered as he dipped his head and loved his wife with his hands and tongue.

Minerva gripped his hair in her fists to hold him near her and hissed in pleasure. "More," she begged as he teased her and kept her teetering on the edge. Severus sucked hard on her womanly pearl and grinned as she shrieked his name as she fell into bliss.

He sat up and watched her in pride. He gave her no recovery time as he hooked his arm around her thigh and slid into her pulsing channel. She moaned loudly as he rolled his hips. He kissed her hard, demanding, and then moved. He focused solely on her and aimed to make her orgasm once more. They danced a dance old as time. Sweat dripped from them as they both finally tensed, quivered in pleasure and cried out to one another.