Unexpectedly Expecting

31: Going To Shell Cottage

In all the times I have gone to the Burrow for the holidays, I have never been to Shell Cottage. Frankly, I did not think the Weasleys were able to afford another residence from the paltry income Mr Weasley made at the Ministry. I frowned as I got out of the shower, and looked over my naked body. Nearly six months pregnant, but I looked ready to pop due to my twins. I dried off, and flipped on the air vent to give the humidity in the bathroom a place to escape. I got ready to go, and decided to dress casually for the occasion, not my usual robes.

I was sitting at my vanity table doing the last minute touches to my hair and makeup when Severus arrived. He kissed the top of my head.

I smiled up at him. "You should probably look less...Headmaster-like and more casual dark wizard for the meeting."

He favored me with a smirk. "Ah. Yes, of course. The Weasleys must not be intimidated by what purebloods should look like."

"Neither one of us are that, my Prince and you know it," I smirked back.

"Ah. Yes, you are indeed right. I will, of course change."

I finished getting ready, and he changed into a black turtleneck, dark jeans, black dragon hide boots, and he smelled divine. His hair was clean, he was freshly shaved, and despite the time constraints, my damn mummy hormones made me lick my lips slightly.

He caught my look, and kissed my lips lightly. "I think we can contrive to find some alone time for us."

I felt my cheeks go hot, "It's just mum hormones is all. Both my Healer and Doctor had said this would happen that either I would have zero libido, or it would go off the charts."

He lightly rubbed my belly as our twins kicked a bit. "I like 'off the charts,' myself. If I had known my dry spell would end in such a spectacular fashion I would have pursued you long ago."

I laughed, "You do remember something in the Hogwarts rules being something along the lines of Professors forbidden to engage with students intimately. Last I checked, sex is a prerequisite to getting pregnant."

His gaze fell on my lips. "I meant when you were of age to pursue, naturally. But let us table this discussion later."

"Yes, let's."

We gathered our things, and went to the grand foyer. We used the floo network, and as soon as we arrived, Mrs Weasley entrapped me in a big bear hug like always.

"Oh! I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to squish your little ones," She apologized. "I looked much the same way when I carried Fred and George. Hopefully, the next one will be a single child, those are far easier to deliver."

"Mum, really?" Ron moaned, "Must you talk about babies, and blood and stuff, that's just, y'know, gross."

Lavender kissed his cheek, "It won't be so gross when it's our kid, Won Won." She glanced at my husband as if he was a poisonous adder snake. "Oh...Hi, Professor."

"Miss Brown. Molly, where is Arthur?"

"Oh, tooling about in the shed with Bill I expect," She informed him.

"Wonderful. I will go and see him now."

I drew him off to the side, and asked, "Is this really about Order business, or something else?"

Severus lifted my hand to press his lips to it. "It is. I can only stand so much Weasley smothering from Molly Weasley. We will talk later."

I grinned knowingly, "I doubt we will be speaking much, but I catch your drift."

"Ah. Well, I must not be too obvious in my ardor for you, lioness."

"Heaven forbid."

"Indeed. I will leave you to your hen gathering now."