(A/N: Hey! I was going to somehow turn this into a songfic, but then it suddenly didn't fit, so that is gone from here and onto another story. I don't even know if this Author's Note had a point, but I like to talk. Maybe I just like the sound of me typing. I dunno. Anywho, Read 'N' Review! P.S.- I might not be updating Notes for a while. I need time to get my head on straight and stop having them sound like wasted teenagers. And… I NEED A BETA! Anyone with a good beta they want to suggest, please please PM me. Cookies and cake to you all!)

Minerva sat on the couch reading her newest book when Albus walked in. She slowly got up and said,

"Hey Albus." He hung his traveling cloak and said,

"Hello my dear." He gave her a kiss, and they walked back to the previously vacated couch; Albus slouched comfortably and Minerva most uncharacteristically leaning sideways onto the arm, facing Albus. She watched him, occasionally flashing a Cheshire-cat smile at him. He stared at her for a few minutes, his eyes misty as he contemplated how best to kill Cornelius Fudge. Minerva was used to his 5-Minute-Musings as she called them, and waited patiently until he was done. He shook his head and said,

"I'm sorry Min. Fudge was especially evil today. I seriously considered attempting voodoo if he would just shut up." Minerva nodded, continuing her grin. Albus looked at her and in all of 1/100 of a second he finally caught on that something was up. He crawled over to her, and pulled her into a sitting position on his lap with her head leaning against his arm of the couch. He smiled down at her and said,

"Okay, now that I am prepared, tell me what has you so happy." Minerva smiled up at him and said quite plainly,

"I'm pregnant." It was a good Albus sitting while holding Minerva, otherwise he would have dropped her when he staggered to the ground. He stared at her blankly, and Minerva patiently waited for him to accept it. This was one thing that he wouldn't have suspected, and Minerva wouldn't have dared hope until her body had irrefutably proved her wrong. All of 2 seconds later, Albus stood up while holding Minerva bride-style, and began carrying her upstairs. Minerva shrieked and said,

"Albus Dumbledore! Put me down this instant!" He shouted back,

"Minerva Dumbledore, I refuse to put you down until I am absolutely sure that I will have you all to myself for the rest of the night to make passionate and totally unnecessary love to you." Minerva shouted back for no particular reason,

"Well if you want your coming children to have any idea of what a good time is, it is totally necessary." Albus had meant to sit Minerva on the bed, but he ended up dropping her on the bed as he froze in shock. He stuttered out,

"'Ch-Children'? As in more than one?" Minerva nodded and started laughing at her husband. He jumped on to the bed and lay down next to her. He started playing with an escapee curl of hair, and their immature moment evaporated into one of deep love and respect for each other and the miracle they had created together. He said quietly,

"I love you." Minerva started twirling her fingers in his beard and said,

"I know. If we didn't love each other and I was still pregnant, then we would have some serious issues." Albus laughed, and Minerva joined in. Minerva Transfigured their clothes into pajamas, and they spent an enjoyable night lying next to each other. There was no promised love making, just a strong burning and yet controlled love for each other.

(A/N: That last bit made no sense, but whatever. I like it anyway. So, tell me what you think. I already have the majority of the next chapter typed up and ready to go, and I think it will be the last one. Just a simple little two-shot. Any suggestion for Notes, beta names, or REVIEWS [hint hint] can be filed by clicking on that little button on the bottom of the screen. That is the CCS Box. Compliments? Complaints? Suggestions? File them there! Sorry, that went on forever. Still, chocolate milk to you all to wash down cookies and cake!)