Fluffy bit. For those of you who reviewed the last chapter i have to say thanks. Im glad that explanation seemed to go over well and for the 1 or two that were curious, twins can be absorbed in the womb but i dont think it ever really turns out as perfectly as it did for Hermione. Partially absorbed twins often show with extra limbs i believe. Im not expert haha.
Reviews welcomed
They ended up going to dinner, transfiguring their clothes and going to a quaint little muggle restaurant. They spoke and ate and laughed and flirted before the meal was over and then decided to take a walk. Minerva was surprisingly in no hurry to get back to the castle for the evening as she was the one that suggested they just walked for a little while. When they finally did get back to the castle the older woman took her into her quarters where they had some tea. It was while they were having tea that Minerva stated her intentions.
"I don't want to sleep with you tonight." Minerva started after a small lapse in conversation.
Hermione immediately thought the worst and her stomach dropped. Great, Minerva had given her head and decided she was a freak. A gross human being and therefore someone that she simply could not be with. Her current emotional distress must have shown on her face because suddenly Minerva's hands were on her cheeks. Minerva smile reassuringly and hurried to explain herself.
"No, no. Don't misunderstand me, love. I want to sleep with you, and you are definitely spending the night. It's just what you said today got me thinking and I need to go and see Poppy before we sleep together." Minerva explains but it confuses Hermione.
"What did I say?" Hermione asks thinking about the conversations they had had curing the day but coming up with nothing.
"When the Weasley's and Delacour sisters were here you were explaining about your anatomy. I need to be taking a certain potion if i'm going to be engaging in those sorts of activities with you." Minerva attempted but Hermione still looked confused.
"Hermione, I am not so old that I can't get pregnant." Minerva chuckled when the little brunette took on a look of surprise and blushed.
"Morgana's tits. I didn't even think. I'm glad you're smarter than me." Hermione rubbed the back of her neck.
"Glad? Don't want kids?" Minerva asked a little amused as she sat back in her seat.
"Oh no, i'd love to have kids, I never really expected to find someone to have kids with but." Hermione shrugged sipping her tea.
"You seemed relieved that I thought of taking a contraceptive." Minerva points out mildly.
"Of course. Minerva, I would hate to get you pregnant. Not because I wouldn't love seeing you have my children but I mean, we've obviously not talked about kids and I wasn't thinking, I could have gotten you pregnant on accident and you would have hated me." Hermione explained seriously a look of worry that tugged at Minerva's heartstrings.
"Oh sweetheart, i'd love to have your children just... not yet. This is a new relationship and though I am aware that we are very compatible I really want to be selfish and spend more time with just me and you before we add tiny genius' to the mix." Minerva smiled and slowly a brilliant smile spread across Hermione's face.
"Oh boy. We could have a ton of little Lions and Ravens." Hermione pondered aloud the smile still on her face.
"Sure but I draw the line at carrying two, any more than that and you can carry." Minerva spoke seriously though her eyes were alight with pleasure.
"How do you figure to work that out?" Hermione lifted an eyebrow a small smirk on her face.
"Oh, darling. I'm a top level transfiguration mistress, I think I could figure out how to get you pregnant." Minerva purred and Hermione set down her now empty cup before pulling the woman beside her closer.
"I can honestly say, with my preference for women, that I have never considered being taken that way. With my anatomy I always imagined being the one..." Hermione trailed off a deep blush gracing her cheeks.
"The one inside?" Minerva finished with a small smirk. Hermione nodded.
"That kind of sucks you know. You're definitely more of a woman than of a man and yes you have an impressive cock but you have all the parts that make you a woman too. I fully intend to take full advantage of your unique anatomy." Minerva smiled and rubbed the brunettes thigh.
"All in due time." Hermione chuckled and Minerva slipped off the sofa and took the brunette's hand. The young witch let Minerva lead her to the bedroom where they stripped down to their underwear and got into the bed.
The following two days went by rather quickly for both witches, they had decided to skip dinner in the Great Hall and instead Minerva was going to cook for Hermione. Of course when Minerva decided this she didn't realise that meant she was going to spend the better part of two hours being bossed around the kitchen by a house elf. Grudgingly, despite her half-blood upbringing, she had to admit she couldn't actually cook very well so the elf's help was quite appreciated.
Hermione had gotten into her classes and realised just how much of a problem child Gabrielle Delacour was. When Hermione had gone to the elder sister she was greeted with laughter and apologies that had Hermione rolling her eyes and giving the Weasley woman a firm chastising for encouraging her sisters behaviour. Fleur just shrugged it off hugged the brunette and sent her on her merry way.
Friday evening came and Hermione was all caught up with her marking which gave her a free weekend that she was very much looking forward too. Deciding it was too early to make her way across to Minerva's so she went to her quarters and dressed for the evening, Minerva had wanted her to be comfortable but still a little dressed up so she chose one of the more comfortable dresses she own that hung just above her knee. It was red, low cut with three quarter length sleeves and form fitting.
Once dressed the younger woman transformed into her animagus form and stretched out, her red fur was soft but short and dense. Her ears were pointed in black fur that ran from the base of the ear up the back of it and out creating a fine long back point. Making a soft barking sound the the feline walked towards the door veering to the left of the door and passing right through what seemed to be a solid stone.
Shortly after Hermione's initial transformation Minerva had explained to the brunette that there was several stones through out the castle, close to the ground or two high up, that were like the entrance to the Platform 9 ¾. Hermione's quarters and Minerva's had one as did the great Hall and the kitchen. Hermione was surprised the learn that each of the houses common rooms had a secret entrance also. They were not always used and it was only common knowledge for faculty but when there was a member of the staff that was also an animagus the secret entrances were convenient.
It was getting close to dinner so there was scarcely anyone in the halls as the caracal moved around the castle. The first years were delighted to see her and many of the older students addressed her appropriately receiving a soft bark of greeting. Only when she deemed it was an appropriate time did the young Professor leave the halls and head for the Headmistress rooms. When she got there, as it was still a little early, she let herself in only to find Minerva flopped back on the sofa with her eyes closed panting softly.
A soft purr rumbled in the caracal's throat and she moved forward stepping up onto the sofa and moving over Minerva, her hind paws in the blue dress clad woman's lap, and laying atop the witch who smile and wrapped her arms around the feline without even opening her eyes. They remain there for several long minutes before Hermione transformed back sitting side ways on her witches lap and sliding her arms around the older woman.
"You might have a soft spot for the elves but Rolger is a slave driver." Minerva mumbled only moving enough to nuzzle Hermione's neck.
"He couldn't have been that bad." Hermione chuckled softly.
"I wouldn't have been surprised if he had pulled out a whip." Minerva grumbled.
"Mistress needs to stop huffing. Help was asked for, help was given. Dinner is ready." The elf appeared from the kitchens with a large tray floating beside him. Hermione turned and smiled at the elf who's large eyes were sparkling a little playfully.
"She's just being a baby." Hermione chimes teasingly and the elf grins.
"Babies complain less." Rolger spoke up earning a glare from the Headmistress. Cackling gleefully the elf transfigured the coffee table into a small round dining table and the two armchairs into comfortable seats.
The witches remained comfortable in their seats, Minerva on the sofa and Hermione in her lap, until the elf was done making his magic. The setting was decidedly romantic. A small round table adorned with a Gryffindor themed table cloth, sparkling silver wear. A small vase with red and gold glass roses on it. The tray was charmed to float beside the table so the two women could collect their dishes as they saw fit. Hermione smiled and stood at Minerva's urging.
Once up from the couch Minerva ushered Hermione to the table and the two witches took their seats. Minerva explained that the moment they lifted their dishes from the tray their desert would appear. Smiling happily the two witches settled in to dine together taking their places and setting them before them. They were almost too involved in the food and conversation to notice that the elf had come back quietly and set several candles around the room and otherwise dimmed the lights.
They immersed themselves in good food and better company and as usual with the two women conversation flowed easily. They spoke of friends and family before moving on to school and classes before finally beginning to discuss the latest volume of Transfiguration Weekly. They ate slowly, neither in a rush to finish the main was done they paused only for a moment in conversation while they set about eating their dessert.
They had found quickly that though Minerva had quite the liking of Ginger Newts she adored a nice moist chocolate cake with whipped cream. Hermione had been rather pleased when she heard that because chocolate was definitely a favourite of hers. Their dessert consisted of a healthy slice of chocolate cake resting on a bed of cherry glaze with a large dollop of cream beside it. Hermione groaned softly when she first tasted the cake an didn't notice the look Minerva was giving her as she watched the brunette eat with her eyes closed.
"You're beautiful." Hermione opened her eyes and flushed at her witches whispered compliment.
"You're quite something yourself, Min." Hermione offered sincerely a smile on her face.
"Tea before retiring?" Minerva asked suddenly, she no longer wanted the cake, at least not in that moment. Hermione nodded.
"Let's keep this for later though." Hermione smirked and picked up the two barely eaten pieces of cake.
Minerva chuckled but nodded and followed the brunette to the kitchenette. Minerva started on making the two of them tea while Hermione covered the two small plates before helping Minerva with the tea. When the tea was made they returned to the sofa sitting close together as they sipped the hot beverage. Surprisingly Hermione wasn't nervous about what she knew was about to happen but she was a little worried.
"Min I... I think I should apologise in advance." Hermione mumbles her cheeks reddening.
"What ever for darling?" Minerva rested a soothing hand on Hermione's thigh.
"Because I... well judging by the movie the other day i'm not sure I will be able to last." Hermione some how blushed even deeper but Minerva just smiled.
"Don't worry love. We can work it out. Do you still want to?" Hermione smiled fondly at the witch's question.
"You have no idea. Before the movie I think I could have held out but... gosh." Hermione confessed in a rush.
"Liked that did you?" Minerva drawled, a smirk on her face.
"Merlin, yes." Hermione husked softly and Minerva took both their cups and set them on the table before pulling Hermione up gently. They made their way into the bedroom, hand in hand.