clumsy_auror: (tea!)
clumsy_auror ([personal profile] clumsy_auror) wrote2006-12-05 09:31 pm

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Distractions are a positive thing.

Books are somewhat helpful, but her attention keeps wandering; the television or music are even less effective. Doing something with her hands is a definite improvement, so Nymphadora's sitting on the couch with a scrap of fabric, a spool of thread, a needle, and her wand in her hand. She's practicing the sewing spells Molly taught her.

As a concession to Bernard's nerves, there's a blanket tucked around her legs, and a cup of tea on the table in front of her.

[identity profile] a-fell.livejournal.com 2006-12-08 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
He presses a kiss to the top of her head, dark hair hiding his own small smile.

"I've missed you, dearest."

His arms are wrapped tightly around her, but not so tight as they would be. Careful.

[identity profile] a-fell.livejournal.com 2006-12-08 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
He smooths back her hair tenderly.

"Do you need tea?"

Tea is the answer to all life's problems. Or, rather, it's something faintly useful he can do, some way he can keep his hands occupied.

[identity profile] a-fell.livejournal.com 2006-12-13 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"That really is very gracious of you, love."

He means it, too.

"Are you up for an expedition to the kitchen or would you rather be waited on hand and foot? I'm entirely at your disposal."

[identity profile] a-fell.livejournal.com 2006-12-14 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"You are feeling all right?"

His back is to her as he fills the kettle at the sink, his head ducked slightly.

"There's nothing I can help with at all? I don't know how far - I mean - " he shrugs, slightly. "You are all right?"