"Pippa gives Mistress a prenatal potion to help be keeping the next Nott Heir healthy, of course." The potion slipped from Hermione’s grasp and fell to the ground shattering with a dull thud. "Naughty Missy," the elf scolded, "dropping her potions that she must be taking to keeps the baby healthy. It’s being okay, Pippa brought more, but no more waste, Missy Mia. Pippa can’t be coming to take care of you every day, but she be bringing a bag to help with everything you will be needing when I can’t come."