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[clumsy_auror]

'Dora's in the flat -- she's not getting out much, this week, with Bernard stuck in the cells. But the kids are asleep at the moment, and she's currently reading, stretched out on the sofa.

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[clumsy_auror]

She laughs. "He needs a burb. Just pat his back, and mind he doesn't spit up on you."

A pause.

"...D'you know how to change a nappy?"

[young_tmriddle]

He puts Anthony on his shoulder and pats his back. "I actually became quite skilled with the use of the scourgify spell when Sunny was with us. Change him and put him back down in his crib?"

[clumsy_auror]

"Yeah, he can sleep in the crib, too -- we've been putting him there now and again recently to make the switch from sleeping in our room a bit easier."

She stretches.

"Wake me if you need anything, okay?"

[young_tmriddle]

"I think we'll manage."

No spit up yet - they're doing great so far.

"You go now, dear. I'll hold down the fort."

[clumsy_auror]

"Okay." A swift kiss to his cheek. "Cheers, Tom."

And with a tired grin and a kiss to Anthony's head, 'Dora shuffles down the hallway, looking forward to some blessed sleep.