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[clumsy_auror]

*While Bernard brushes his teeth, Nymphadora settles herself in bed, book propped up on her knees.

The strap of her lemon-yellow tank top keeps sliding down her shoulder, and she absently pulls it back up.*

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[clumsy_auror]

*She's quiet for a few moments.*



I know it shouldn't be.

And I don't want you to expect it.

What kind of life would we have, if you did?

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He laughs, a short huff of breath.*

Well, I'd rather lead a life of quiet desperation with you than the life of a king without you, so.

Does it matter?

[clumsy_auror]

...That's one of those things you say where it seems good but when I look again, it's...

*she sighs*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He thumps his head on the pillow, turning his face into it.*

Arg.

I was being melodramatic.

*He turns to look at her, eyes wide and apologetic.*

Ninety percent of it's the happiest time of my whole fucking life.

So, it's only ten percent quiet desperation, really.

[clumsy_auror]

*She looks minutely relieved.*

I just.

You know I don't take this lightly.

Any of it.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

...I never said you did.

[clumsy_auror]

No. You didn't.

Sorry.

*She turns to look up at the ceiling.*

Think I'm just reassuring myself.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Okay.

*He scoots closer, resting his chin on her shoulder lightly.*

Are you really okay, though?

[clumsy_auror]

*She shrugs a little.*

When I don't think about it too hard.

Yeah.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard takes a long breath, and then, because he can't not ask*

And when you do?

[clumsy_auror]

*She opens her mouth to speak, and then she closes it again, shaking her head.


She's still not looking at him.*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He doesn't press.

He just waits.*

[clumsy_auror]

Never been so scared in my life.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Me neither.

[clumsy_auror]

*She swallows hard, not saying anything more for a moment.*


Bill was... he wouldn't let me think about anything but getting home to you and Sunny.

I don't think I'd be here if he hadn't been with me.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Well, then.

*Out in the bar, Bill Weasley's tab is erased. Any extra money he had on it will be returned to him when next he approaches the Bar.*

Sunny and I owe him a debt we can never repay.

[clumsy_auror]

Yeah.

*She rolls over onto her side again, sliding her hand up his chest to caress his cheek.*

I know the feeling.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard brings his hand up to close around her wrist, half-smiling, his eyes sliding closed.*

I feel so lucky right now.

[clumsy_auror]

*Nodding, Nymphadora shifts closer, her lips and the tip of her nose brushing his neck.*

We can move on.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He nods with her, his breath catching in his throat, because it's been a fucking week, and he's been holding back because she was hurt, but she's not hurt anymore, is she?

Bernard bites his lip, the thumb at her wrist tracing a slow circle.*

[clumsy_auror]

*There's a few long moments of silence.*


Knut for your thoughts?

*As she speaks, her voice low and warm, her lips move against his skin.*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*A shaky breath.*

Nothing original, I assure you.

*He pulls back, a slight flush across his cheeks.*

I love you.

[clumsy_auror]

*A small smile.*

Good enough for me.

*She presses a soft, open-mouthed kiss to his jaw.*

I love you, too.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard smiles, turning his head to almost imperceptibly brush his lips against hers, before dragging his mouth slowly down her long neck.*

[clumsy_auror]

*Her pulse quickens a little as Bernard's lips move over her skin, and she smiles at seeing his face lighten.*

There you are.