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*Soft humming and the sound of bare feet on a wood floor drift into the bedroom. A moment later Nymphadora appears, wearing a black button-down shirt a few sizes too big. She carries a plate of apples with peanut butter, and as she walks into the room, two glasses of milk obediently float behind.*

She's still asleep. Not for long, though -- she's doing that thing with her foot -- so I fixed her a snack so it'd be ready. And then I got hungry, too.

*Grinning, Nymphadora hands Bernard the plate of apples and climbs into bed beside him, burrowing under the covers before plucking the glasses out of the air and handing him one.*

Date: 2005-03-23 03:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
*He pulls his trousers on and stands up, putting his arms around her.*

Yeah, well.

*A kiss to her neck*

Enthusiasm in general is nothing new, so it shouldn't come as a surprise.

Date: 2005-03-23 03:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
I love you too.

*He tangles his fingers in her hair and kisses her for a long moment, until a more insistent "Ber'd!" echoes from Sunny's direction.*

I'll say this for her. She knows what she wants.

Date: 2005-03-23 04:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com
*A nuzzle to the cheek, and he's off in the other room.

After a minute, brief snatches of sleepy conversation drift into the bedroom. "--'s my big girl? Oof, I think you got bigger while you were gone." "Ber'd, Suh-nee up! Tom up!" "Did you? Was it on a broom?" "Yes!" "Groovy."*

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