A child screamed. She ran to the room where she had heard it. All the children were now in their own separate rooms. Albus, being the great wizard we all know him as, magically changed the inner structure of a small house nearby the castle to have seven bedrooms, three bathrooms and a kitchen to accommodate his new little family.

"See?" he had said after bewitching it, "room for more you know!"

Minerva wasn't sure if they needed all that room and said so.

His eyes merely twinkled, "I'm not sure we need all that room, either."

But now, with screaming children, the separated rooms helped keep the noise level down and Minerva's sanity in check.

"What's wrong darling?" she asked closing the door behind her so she wouldn't disturb the other children in their sleep. But the child just continued to cry.

"What's wrong, love?" she repeated, "Hungry? Yes, yes I know, it won't be long before the others will want their breakfast also," she said softly.

"What's wrong, dear?" Albus asked groggily coming in behind her and giving her a hug as she stood nursing the babe.

"You slept in a bit didn't you?" she asked glancing at a clock.

"And you're up a bit early," he said nuzzling her neck, "I didn't get any sleep 'til four. The boys all took turns keeping me up,"

"Well, thank you for letting me get some sleep,"

"You're… quite… quite welcome," he said yawning.

"You smell lemony."

"Sweet tooth."

"You're going to give yourself cavities you know."

He nodded, "At least they're not acid pops."

He sat down in a chair and observed his wife, "Where do you find the means to nurse all these hungry children?"

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, never mind,"

"Are you saying I'm not blessed with a large upper torso?"

"No… It's fine," He shrugged, "It's always kept me happy. I just mean, with so many mouths to feed…"

"Potions, dear, potions,"

"Really? Oh the wonders of modern medicine, right?"

"No, not really, it's a potion that my great-grandmother whipped up, an old family recipe,"

"What need did she have for that?"

"Midwife."

"Really?"

"Mmmhmm,"

She set the girl down just as the other started to cry.

"Can you check to see if the boys need a change, I'll check on Susan,"

"These cloth diapers are such a bother, even with magic. They should invent disposable ones."

She laughed, "And you can be the one to do it."

"No thank you," he replied.

EXTRA EXTRA! Fresh off the presses! Franz Ferdinand Assassinated! Austria to Declare War on Serbia!

(A/N: And the plot thickens. So… what do y'all think? Lots of historical goodies in here to all who can find them… It's cheesy and distasteful to ask for reviews but… I have no idea how many of you are reading this… stats don't really mean anything to me)