Saturday evening had finally arrived and Hermione needed to take a moment to breathe after confirming the dinner menu with Twiggy and Winky. Narcissa and Aviya were set to arrive shortly and Andy was busy in the kitchen with the elves because she had been extra helpful after she came home and caught Hermione grieving earlier in the week. She wasn't going to mention anything to Andy or even invite her to the dinner tonight but the middle black sister did offer a kind shoulder for Hermione to cry on one night when Bella was at the hospital checking on Kate. "Dora was a surprise but Ted and I tried for many years to conceive another baby after she made her grand entrance into the world and we were left with many little heartbreaks as well so I understand how you are feeling right now," she confided in Hermione when they were huddled together in the library one night. Andy was very understanding and told Hermione that she would always be there for her and that she should never hesitate to reach out about anything. After that, Hermione would have felt weird asking Andy to leave the house for their dinner. Teddy was spending the night at his Uncle Harry's house so they would be able to have an open discussion about the potion without small ears hearing. "Do you think you should go wake up Bella?" Andy called to Hermione as she sat at the kitchen island, staring off into the distance.
She sighed but relented, "I guess I have to."
"I know, honey," Andy gave her a sympathetic smile. "Something has crawled up her ass this week. She's been very grumpy. Like extra grumpy."
"Not with me," Hermione said quietly, "not intentionally at least. Something is going on with her. I think everything with Kate is getting to her more than she's been letting on. I asked her if she wanted to cancel dinner tonight and she declined. I'll give you a hundred galleons to go wake her up for me."
Andy cackled, "not for a million galleons. I prefer not being set on fire tonight."
"Fine," Hermione rolled her eyes and pushed off of the stool.
"Hey!" Andy got her attention. "You married her."
"I know but waking her up when she's already in a bad mood is just a disaster waiting to happen."
"Promise her sex," Andy shrugged.
"We haven't had sex since our honeymoon."
Andy's head whipped around, "well isn't that a tasty little tidbit. Bella? Not having sex. Is everything okay?"
"Well we decided to wait until I got the positive pregnancy test and you know how that went. Then she's just been so grumpy and I've been kind of sad so sex just never came up," Hermione quickly added, "don't tell Bella I told you."
"Discussing your sex life at a family dinner," Andy pretended to think it over, "no I'm not prepared to die at least not anytime soon." She shrugged, "maybe at the next dinner. I don't want to put a hard and fast commitment on death just yet."
"Thank Merlin for small miracles," Hermione left the room and quietly made her way up to the darkened bedroom. Bella had fallen asleep almost everyday after work this week which was unusual for her. When Hermione brought it up, Bella had just snapped at her and told her she didn't need to be seen by a mediwitch and that she was fine so Hermione dropped the subject immediately. She stood outside the closed door and took a couple of deep breaths. "Don't be a baby, just go in there and wake up your wife," she nodded and opened the bedroom door. The lights were dimmed and she saw Bella lying peacefully on her side, spooning Hermione's pillow. It tugged at her heart but she was still nervous to wake up Bella.
The week had been long for both of them. There were no new developments with Kate and it was eating away at Bella. Hermione had chosen to throw herself into her work so she wouldn't spend a lot of time thinking about the conception potion. Honestly, they hadn't spent a lot of time together after the night of the pregnancy test. When they did have time together, Bella was being short with Andy or her. She yelled at Teddy once and she was just in an overall bad mood. She wanted to give Bella her space. Whatever Bella was working through, she needed the space and Hermione was happy to provide it to her.
Hermione slowly crossed the floor and sat down on the side of the bed behind her wife. She reached out and brushed the curls out of Bella's face. She looked so peaceful in her sleep. "Love?" She bent over and whispered, kissing Bella lightly on her cheek. "It's time to wake up," she softly announced when she felt Bella stir slightly.
"Mione?" The sleep filled, confused voice of Bella sounded as she blinked a few times. Hermione's heart ached from the rare use of the nickname that her wife claimed to hate so much. "What time is it?"
"Nearly 6pm," she watched and Bella rolled onto her back and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. She leaned down and barely brushed her lips against her wife's. "I love you."
Bella's eyes were closed but she smiled, "and I, you." She shifted again, curling on her side facing Hermione and swiftly pulled her down onto the bed, facing her, their mouths inches apart. "Nap with me?" Bella nipped at the brunette's lips.
Hermione closed her eyes and let herself be lost in the rare moment of affection Bella was offering this week. She wanted to stay in bed and be doted on by her wife but knew that their company was on their way. "I want to…"
"But?" Bella whispered as she kissed a sensitive spot behind Hermione's ear.
"It's Saturday," Hermione's breath hitched when she felt Bella's hand resting on her hip, lightly squeezed her.
"Mmhmm," Bella nipped at that spot behind her ear again as she slowly shifted her hand from Hermione's hip to her ass.
"Fuck," Hermione whimpered when Bella shifted one again and trapped her underneath her body.
"Fuck, indeed," Bella captured her wife's mouth in a heated kiss. Hermione melted at the contact. They hadn't been physical since the last night of their honeymoon and she was practically purring when Bella pressed her thigh into her center. "It's been a minute, hasn't it?" She pulled back from the kiss groaning when she felt the heat on her thigh.
"Bella," Hermione sighed when the dark witch started attacking the column of her throat with love bites, sucking particularly hard near her pulse point.
"I want you so fucking bad," Bella confessed rocking her leg upward, harder against where Hermione needed her.
"Oh love," Hermione was close to coming undone and she was embarrassed. Both fully clothed and barely anything other than a couple of kisses and thrusts and Bella had her worked up like a bloody school girl. "Bella," she moaned a little louder than appropriate with guests in the house when Bella squeezed her fully clothed breast.
"Already almost there and I've barely touched you," Bella chuckled, resting her forehead against her wife's. She, too, was breathing heavily, looking equally disheveled and worked up. She let her eyes travel down and noted the dress Hermione was wearing. It was hitched up where Bella's thigh was pressed into her black cotton panties. "Why are you so dressed up?" She panted against Hermione's lips.
"Hmm?" she asked, trembling from the pressure on her already soaked underwear. "Oh umm."
Bella's eyes grew wide and her cheeks blushed a little, "dinner with my sisters. Fuck me," she head slumped into Hermione's shoulder.
"I would've done whatever you asked me to do, honestly." Hermione chuckled. "I can get rid of them."
Bella kissed Hermione's shoulder, "now you are sounding like me." She rolled off of her wife and sat us slowly, stretching her arms over her head, arching her back like a cat. Hermione smiled when Bella's stomach peeked out from the bottom of her sleep shirt. "We have something important to discuss with my sister," she turned back and looked at Hermione lying in the bed with messed up hair and her kiss swollen lips. "Let's revisit this position later?"
Hermione eagerly nodded, "as soon as they leave."
"They?" Bella hung her head. "The other one is coming, too?"
"Eat quickly, ask for the potion, kick them out, a night full of sex…"
Bella seemed to be thinking it over, "all right. I'll play along for a while. Though," she looked at her oversized quidditch shirt, "I should probably put some clothes on. Cissy's girlfriend isn't family enough yet to see my ass," she cackled as she left the bed and made her way to the bathroom to freshen up.
A few moments later, Hermione had changed her underwear and Bella emerged from the bathroom wearing a long skirt and a flowy green dress shirt without her corset. "What?" She saw Hermione staring at her.
"No corset?"
"Not tonight," Bella shook her head. "It's been uncomfortable the past few days and I need a break. Should I suck it up and put one on?"
"No, love." Hermione came over and hugged her wife. "You look perfect. Let's head down and get this over with."
"I'm thinking about hour tops and we are back up here in bed," Bella smirked.
"I'll cross my fingers," she laced her fingers with Bella's and pulled her out the door and down the stairs.
"Took you two long enough," Andy was waiting at the entrance to the dining room. "I was about to send Twiggy up but I didn't want to scar her for life."
"Stuff it, Andy," Bella's good mood was immediately thwarted by her sister's mouth. "You should be lucky we graced you with our presence at all. We were getting into something rather enjoyable upstairs."
"I bet you were," she mumbled as Bella pushed past her and Hermione gave her a pleading look to stop antagonizing Bella for one night. "Fine," she relented to Hermione. "Cissy and Aviya are in the dining room waiting."
Hermione nodded and followed her wife in to greet the new arrivals. "I'm so glad you both could make it for dinner."
"Cissy," Bella walked over and kissed her sister on the cheek. "Ms. Hart," she gave Aviya what could only be described as a look of pure indifference.
"Lovely to see you again, Bella," Aviya rolled her eyes.
"Excuse me?"
"Madam Back," Aviya corrected herself. "Lovely to see you again, Madam Black."
"Better," Bella took her seat at the head of the table
"So, what's new at work?"
Cissy casually looked at Hermione and raised an eyebrow. She could remember every time Bella had inquired about her work because it was less than a handful. "Nothing is particularly new," Cissy responded with an air of caution to her voice. She was at the hospital everyday and checked in on Kate so she often saw Bella in the room, getting frustrated and short with the hospital staff. "Are you doing okay?"
"I'm fine," she cut her sister off with a wave of her hand and turned her attention to the girlfriend. "And you? Anything worthwhile going on with you that bears mentioning?"
"Umm what?" Aviya looked like a deer in headlights. Not once has Bellatrix ever directed a question to her let alone attempted to take interest in what was going on in her life.
"Don't say "what" like that. It makes you sound common and if you are dating my sister you are anything but common."
"Everything is going great, Madam Black," Aviya took a sip from her wine. "Thank you for asking."
Twiggy popped into the room with a bottle of wine, "a drink for the missus?" She looked to both Bella and Hermione waiting for a response as the other women already had drinks.
"I'll just have water tonight, Twiggy. Thank you," Hermione smiled at the elf.
"Two waters, then," she dismissed her elf thanking her as she quickly filled up the water glasses. Another glance was passed around the table that went unnoticed by the dark witch. "What?" She asked when she noticed Cissy looking at her after she took a sip of water. "Can't a witch hydrate herself?"
"Yes but don't you usually do that with fire whiskey?" Andy smirked.
"I don't know what to tell you, Andromeda. Water sounded refreshing."
Hermione gave Andy another look silently pleading with her not to start any of her bullshit at dinner. The dinner was set out on the table by the elves and much to Hermione's delight, the conversation remained friendly with Bella, Andy and Aviya talking about the upcoming Quidditch finals. She honestly didn't pay too much attention to the conversation because Quidditch wasn't really her thing so she engaged Cissy in a separate conversation about work and the hospital. "Dinner was great," Aviya said after her plate was cleared.
"Nobody likes a kiss ass," Bella rolled her eyes.
"Who are you kidding? You love a kiss ass," Andy cackled.
"Please, can't we just have one civilized dinner?" Hermione's frustration came through in the tone of her voice. She looked over and saw Bella's face and it was not a happy one. "Look, everybody has been picking on each other this entire week and I'm just tired. Cissy, we asked you here for a reason."
"Okay," the blonde sister nodded her head. "What is it?"
"When we were on our honeymoon, we used the potion. Part of me knows that you already know but I wanted to say it out loud," Hermione's face turned sad. "It didn't work. I got my period last week, the day I should've taken the pregnancy test."
"I'm truly sorry to hear that," she reached across the table and grasped Hermione's hand.
"I'm coming to terms with it but we would like to request that you start on another potion as soon as possible. We don't really want to waste any time."
"Of course," Cissy gave her a sad smile. "I'll start on it first thing when I get home."
"Thank you," Bella nodded to her sister and took a large sip from her water. She saw Andy's face turn into a slight smirk and slammed her glass down on the table. "For fuck's sake what is wrong with you this week, Andromeda?"
Hermione slapped her forehead when Andy replied, "me?!? You've been the bitchy one snapping at everybody this week. You even made Teddy cry. Something has crawled up your ass and has taken permanent residence."
"This was meant to be a quick and peaceful dinner."
"Sorry, pet but Andy has been over stepping all week and I'm done with her bullshit." Hermione bit her lip, trying not to look at Bella. "Say it." Hermione shook her head, "clearly there's something you need to say so go on, say it."
"It's just," she looked unsure, bracing herself, "you have been really really grumpy this week, love."
"I have not," Bella crossed her arms over her chest.
"You threw a shoe at me the other night for turning a page in my book too loudly," Andy scoffed.
"That was deserved," Bella's face was set, unnervingly so. "You've been picking on every little thing all week and it's been pissing me off to no end. Also," she grimaced, "I didn't mean to make Teddy cry. He was just being so loud when I was taking a nap and I already had a headache."
"You've been napping a lot this week, love."
"I'm getting old, Hermione."
Andy's eyes went wide, "grumpy, tired all the time, drinking water for pleasure… Do you think it's the change?"
Aviya tried to control her snort, "I'm not laughing Madam Black. Just choking on some air."
"The change? Please Andy. I'm hardly that old. Mother was in her 70s when she went through it?"
"That's right," Cissy agreed. "51 one is young for menopause in witches."
"So if it's not the change," Andy smirked, "why such a bitch?"
"Andy," Hermione hissed. "You aren't helping."
"I wasn't trying to help," she grinned.
"When was your last period?" Cissy asked with a clinical nature to her voice.
"I hardly think the dinner table with my sisters and Ms. Hart is the appropriate scenario to be talking about my moon's time," Bella crossed her arms over her chest again. She glared at Aviya when she saw her trying not to laugh.
"We are all women here," Cissy tried to coax the answer out of her. "No need to be shy."
"The week before the wedding."
"Interesting," Cissy nodded. "So your period hasn't come, you are tired all the time and you are a little grumpier than usual." Andy cackled and her younger sister gave her a look that shut her up. "Bella, honey."
"Don't patronize me, Cissy. Say what you need to say."
"Just because the potion didn't work on Hermione didn't mean it wasn't successful," Cissy looked from Hermione to her sister.
Hermione's eyes widened, "wait."
Bella's mouth dropped, "no. Absolutely not. Whatever you are thinking. It's not an option."
"Bella?" Hermione turned to look at her wife.
"It was a 50/50 chance. Everybody was aware of how the potion worked," Cissy kept talking trying to diffuse the situation.
"There's no fucking way. I'm 51. Old. My womb is used up. Uninhabitable. You," she looked at Hermione with an expression the brunette couldn't read. "Your womb. It's so welcoming. There's no way. You came. I fucked you and you came."
Everybody at the table aside from Andy and Bella were sporting blushes. "Oh fuck. I came too." Bella rested her elbows on the table and held her head in her hands. "No," she said quietly. "It can't be me. I wasn't meant to be me."
Hermione stood up and reached for Bella's arm. "Come with me love," she pulled her into the little study that was just off the dining room. "Bella."
"You wanted this so bad," she gave Hermione a sorrow filled look. "It should be you."
"I did. I do. I still want to get pregnant but mostly, I just want to have a baby with you no matter the circumstance. If you are pregnant, I'll be just as happy as if it were me carrying the baby."
"I can't give birth, Hermione. The baby won't survive in there," she pointed towards her stomach.
"I think you'll do an amazing job protecting the little bean," Hermione kissed Bella's forehead.
"Maybe it's menopause after all," Bella let a little laugh escape her nose.
"Can we go take a pregnancy test?" Bella wanted to say no. She didn't want to know the truth because either it would confirm her worst nightmares or she wouldn't be pregnant and Hermione would be disappointed all over again. She picked up on her uncomfortable body cues when Bella wrapped her arms around her stomach. "Whatever the outcome, we will get through it together."
Bella let an exaggerated breath out, "fuck."
Hermione smiled, "if the test is positive… just think how disappointed your father would be that a muggleborn Gryffindor knocked up his pure blood heiress daughter."
Bella finally smiled genuinely for the first time since dinner had started and chuckled, "I suppose that's a benefit."
"Come on," she pulled Bella back into the dining room. "We've decided to take a test. Just to check."
Andy's face lit up with excitement. "I've taken muggle pregnancy tests before. I can help."
"A muggle pregnancy test? Are you fucking kidding me? Surely a room full of witches can do something magically."
"Well," Hermione smiled. "We will find out in minutes with the muggle test."
"And magical tests can take a few days," Cissy added.
"A few days? I'm appalled for all witches right now. Fine," she rolled her eyes. "What does the muggle test entail?"
"Come on then," Andy smiled and looked at everyone.
"I think Aviya and I should stay down here. Give you some privacy."
Andy nodded and left as Hermione and a grumpy looking Bella followed. "Why do they need privacy?"
"Oh my heart, do you know what a muggle pregnancy test is?" Aviya shook her head no. "Bella isn't going to be thrilled," she chuckled. "Pray for Hermione. It's going to be a long 8 months for all of us."
"I knew something was off when asked me a direct question about my personal life," Aviya laughed.
"My sister has no idea what's to come."
"Here it is," Hermione said, rummaging through the dresser and producing a little pink and white box. "I put it in here so I wouldn't lose it or be tempted to do it early."
"What do I do?" Bella asked from where she was perched on the edge of their bed.
"Ahh well," Andy took the box and read the back quickly. "It's been quite a few years since I've done one of these but it's the same basic concept." She opened the box and pulled out a little package. "This is the test."
"And how does it compute my likelihood of pregnancy?"
"It reads your hormones. There's a particular hormone that women have when they are with child."
"Yes," Hermione nodded. "That's why you have to wait closer until your period date because the further along you are, the stronger the hormone is."
"Okay," Bella shrugged and reached out to grab the little foil package. "And how does it read my hormones?"
"Well," Andy gave Hermione a look.
"I already know I'm not going to like what you have to say next."
"You have to pee on the stick, love."
"Are you mad?" She looked up at her wife and shoved the foil package in her hand. "You expect me to urinate on that thing?"
"You can pee directly on it or you can pee in a cup and dip the stick in your urine," Hermione smiled.
"Why are you smiling? Do muggles have some sort of urine fetish that I was unaware of?"
"I don't think a urine fetish is strictly muggle," Andy muttered, causing Hermione to slap the back of her head.
"You stop," she scolded Andy. "Please," she turned to Bella. "For me? Just pee on the stick"
"Fine," she grumbled and snatched the foil package back. "But I swear to Salazar, if you even think about using those Bambi eyes anytime in the next month, I won't cave. I refuse it."
"Thank you," Hermione said with a small smile.
Bella was heard grumbling the entire walk from their bed to the bathroom. She closed the door leaving it open a crack in case she needed help. Andy and Hermione stood just outside and heard her pull down her skirts and groaned as she sat down. "So, I'm meant to urinate on this stick and it's going to tell me if I'm carrying a demon?"
"Our child, love. Not a demon."
"Coming out of her? Who knows," Andy cackled.
"Stuff it Andromeda," they heard the packaging opening. "What do I do now?"
"Can I just come in?"
"Absolutely not. I will not have my wife watching me while I urinate on a stick."
Hermione rolled her eyes, "fine. You see the end with the little pink cap?" She was reading from the instructions. When Bella said yes she continued, "you take the pink cap off and that's the part you pee on. You have to hold it in your pee stream for 10-15 seconds."
"You've got to be fucking kidding me," they heard a loud sigh and the sound of the plastic cap being placed on the counter. "Okay here I go. The bloody things I do for that woman."
"That's the spirit," Andy chimed in. They quieted down and listened intently as Bellatrix Druella Black heiress to the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black did in fact pee on a stick.
Hermione held her breath as she silently counted to 15 and the sounds of her wife peeing went on longer than that. "What now?" She heard coming from the bathroom. "Put the cap back on and lay it flat on the counter. We wait. The test will be ready in 3 minutes." She quickly set a magical timer to go off in three minutes time.
"Yeah it says here. One line, not pregnant. Two lines, pregnant," Andy added looking over the back of the box.
The water was heard as Bella was washing her hands before she came out. "I left the urine stick on the counter. We are going to have to scourify the entire bloody bathroom after this."
"Who's going to look at the test?"
"If you think for a second that I'm going to let you touch my urine stick you are mad, Andy."
Andy laughed, "I think I'll head downstairs and wait with Cissy and Aviya. Let the two of you have this moment alone."
"Thank you," Hermione smiled at her before she turned and left the bedroom, closing the door behind her.
Quiet swept over the room as the waiting intensified the silence. After a moment, Bella asked, "we are still going to have sex tonight right? Baby or not… I'm still going to be horny."
Hermione chuckled, "we can still have sex if you are pregnant."
"Good because I refuse to wait the customary amount of time before I engage in physical activities whatever that time is."
"I don't think there is a customary wait time," Hermione thought it over.
"Good," Bella looked her up and down slowly, "because that dress has got me feeling a lot of things." She closed the distance and brought Hermione in for a kiss.
When they broke apart, Hermione rested her forehead on her wife's, "we can't yet."
"You are right. We have to get rid of Aviya."
"You called her by her name," Hermione smiled.
"Complete lapse of judgement. Must be all the extra hormones," she smiled when Hermione rolled her eyes. "How do you feel?"
"You're asking me?" Bella shook her head. "Well I'm a little anxious and excited. Nervous for you though I'd know you'll be okay."
"Fair."
"How do you feel?"
Bella took a moment and pulled her wife in tighter. With their foreheads pressed together, their lips inches apart, Bella whispered, "so fucking scared."
"We will figure all of this out together," she whispered back as the little timer dinged then disappeared out of the sky.
"Time's up, love," Bella visibly gulped.
"Do you want to go? I won't touch your urination stick if you don't want me too," she giggled.
"It's fine and no I don't," she sighed and dropped her shoulders. "I'm pretty sure I already know my fate."
"And are you okay with the outcome? Either way?"
"I will be," she smiled a little.
"Okay," she gave her wife one last kiss before untangling from Bella and heading into the bathroom. She came out a moment later, holding the test in her hand with a broad smile taking over her features. She looked up at her wife, biting her bottom lip. "It's two lines."
Bella walked over and looked down at the test, "so it is," she reached down and touched her stomach. She looked down and poked her belly, "you better behave in there, little one."
Hermione threw her arms around Bella's neck, "I'm so happy."
Wrapping her arms around the brunette's waist, she spoke quietly, "surprisingly, I am, too."
They stayed in the embrace for what seemed like an hour, just feeling all of the emotions bleeding into the room. "Should we go tell everyone downstairs?"
"No," Bella laughed. "I'm sure they already know."
"True," she reached down and grabbed both of Bella's hands. "But, I'm dying to tell someone."
"We literally found out like 45 seconds ago."
"Bella," Hermione whined and cut it off when she saw her raise an eyebrow. "That was a whine, not the Bambi eyes."
"Semantics, pet." She dramatically rolled her eyes. "Fine, let's tell my sisters they are going to be aunties. I guess Av…" she caught herself, " Ms. Hart will find out as well."
"Nice save. Come on then," she started pulling Bella towards the door.
"Let's go tell them about Junior," Bella smirked.
"Junior?" Hermione whipped her head around. "I don't think so."
"We shall see," Bella pulled them down the stairs and into the dining room. She stopped when three sets of eyes were staring at them as they entered. "Did Twiggy serve the dessert yet?" She asked uninterestedly as she took her seat back at the head of the table. Hermione watched her wife as she sat down and followed suit. Making sure not to give anything away with the expression on her face. Whatever Bella was planning was hers and Hermione wasn't about to spill the big news even if it was killing her a little inside. What was Bella playing here? She wondered.
"Well," Cissy finally broke the silence.
"Well what. I'm serious. I want that ice cream," she sipped from her water. "Twiggy?" When the little elf popped into the room, "please bring out the dessert," Bella asked her elf nicely.
"Right away," she popped out of the room and she and Winky brought out the ice cream treats immediately.
"Thank you both," Bella told her elves before she started eating her ice cream. "Mm," she took a bite, purposefully avoiding eye contact. "Aren't you going to eat?" She looked up and saw everyone staring at her. Aviya shrugged and dug into her own sundae. "That's the spirit, Ms. Hart. Eat up."
Narcissa was getting progressively more frustrated because Hermione also joined in the eating and Andy was just smirking at her younger sister, she then also shrugged and started eating. "Bella!"
"What, Cissy? Did you want vanilla?"
"No," she groaned. "I don't care about the fucking ice cream." Everyone put down their spoons and turned to look at the witch who just swore. "I'm sorry that was rude of me." Bella and Andy cackled. "Bella. Please. Enough with the theatrics."
Bella pretended not to know what her sister was referencing and took another bite of her dessert.
"I think Cissy wants to see your urination stick, Bella." Andy smiled at the uncomfortable look that crossed the blonde's face.
"Well I wouldn't have said it so crudely but yes, I want to see it."
"How long do you think I can drag this out?" Bella looked at Aviya for a response.
"She's getting pretty pissed. I would wrap the bit up soon unless you want your sister to have an aneurysm," she took another bite.
"Fine," she dramatically rolled her eyes and turned to Hermione, "well?" She smiled at her wife. "Give the woman what she wants. Give her the urination stick."
"Gladly," Hermione nodded for Andy to go over and join the other two. "Here," she passed the pregnancy test to Cissy.
"Two lines?" Aviya said, "what the bloody hell does that mean? Did you actually pee on that?"
"She did," Andy laughed.
"And it means she's pregnant, love."
"We are going to be aunties again," Andy smiled at Bella and then looked at Hermione, "well done with the orgasm, kitten."
Hermione blushed and tried to hide her face, "thanks."
"Seriously, it was a great orgasm. Don't be shy, pet."
"Merlin," Hermione was flaming red. "We are going to be mums."
Cissy smirked and handed the test back to Hermione before adding, "and Bella is carrying the baby. Salazar, help us all."
