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[clumsy_auror]

*Nymphadora's sitting at the dining room table, a much-diminished stack of files in front of her.

She's been back at work in the afternoons since Monday.

From the looks of things, she's less than happy about this.*

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[clumsy_auror]

*Nymphadora laughs softly, brushing her thumb over his lips and down his chin.*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*His arms tighten around her and he leans up to press a soft kiss to her lips.*

[clumsy_auror]

*It's a shallow kiss, warm and sweet, and she caresses his cheek with the backs of her fingers.*

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*When he pulls back, eyes closed, he's smiling.*

I love you.

[clumsy_auror]

And I love you.

*another soft kiss*

Can't worry about much of anything, when we're like this.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*His brow furrows slightly.*

What's there to worry about, besides Sunny? She had a good day, you know.

[clumsy_auror]

Just little things. Stupid stuff I shouldn't worry about, anyhow.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Like what?

[clumsy_auror]

*a shrug*

People asking me about Dover, for one. At work. I know they mean well, and they're just curious and want to help, but...

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

...But they're nosy as well as concerned.

Has word gotten out about the baby?

[clumsy_auror]

*Nymphadora shakes her head.*

Only Kingsley and Allbright know, and they're not saying anything. I don't show yet, with the robes.

I'll tell them soon enough, I suppose.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He nods.*

Once word gets out, you'll be extra careful coming home, yeah?

[clumsy_auror]

Yeah. 'Course. And you know I'm careful as it is.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

I know. I'm not trying to be--

*He sighs and rests his head on her shoulder.

(mudblood)*

It'll be high-profile, is all. Because of who you are.

[clumsy_auror]

Yeah. I know.

*she sighs, but grins slightly*

Healer Durkin's beside himself.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard snorts.*

That's not all I meant.

[clumsy_auror]

*her voice softens, and she drops her gaze*

I know that, too.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

So.

*His voice is muffled by her shoulder, his arms tight around her. One hand comes to rest on her belly.*

Constant vigilance?

[clumsy_auror]

*Her smile returns.*

Aye aye, Moody.

Merlin, if you ever meet him...

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

I want to! He sounds terrifying!

[clumsy_auror]

He is! The eye... it sees through things! You have no idea.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Erk. That must be unnerving.

[clumsy_auror]

Ever so slightly. When he compliments me on my socks, I try not to think about it too hard.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard snerks.*

He probably knows you're pregnant already.

[clumsy_auror]

*she sighs, and then laughs again*

It's distinctly possible. And thank you for that bizarre mental image.