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[clumsy_auror]

Everyone's been cleaned up, and is safe and snug in warm pajamas, settled down in the big bed.

Nymphadora's horribly tired, but too euphoric and too busy grinning like an idiot to sleep.

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[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

They can tell.

After several silent minutes, in which Anthony drifts off to sleep and Crowley watches him drift off to sleep, Bernard leans over to murmur in Nymphadora's ear.

"We're never getting him back. Might as well start production on version 2.0."

[clumsy_auror]

"...Or we could just put out a bed roll beside the baby's cot. Ooooh. We could make him do all the night feedings!"

[aj_crawley]

Panic face!

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Snickerface.

"Gotcha."

[clumsy_auror]

"Right, Crowley, you look to be doing quite well, there, so let us know when he's ready for Hogwarts," she quips, burrowing her way down under the covers again and yawning."

[aj_crawley]

Very, very carefully, Crowley slides one of Anthony's tiny socks off one of Anthony's tiny feet, and throws it at Dora's head.

Anthony opens one eye, sleepily perplexed, before nodding back off with a gurgle.