Chapter 4: The Part Where Arty Leaves
January 2016 he left for his training. Even as his wife I had no idea where he was going or what he was doing. I sighed and walked to the kitchen of our small flat. I made myself breakfast and heard the door open. "Arthur?" I walked around the corner and saw him standing there.
"I forgot something."
"What? I packed your bag myself."
"This." he walked closer claiming my lips with his. It was the most powerful kiss I had ever experienced before in my life. He broke it several minutes later and carried me to our room where he proceeded to remove my clothing. I didn't stop him I mean come on would you? Your husband leaving you for 3 years never getting to do this? You wouldn't pass up the moment and neither did I! When we finished I cuddled next to him wishing that this moment would last. Finally Arthur kissed my nose. "I love you Ace."
"I love you too Arty." I smiled and watched as he walked out the door.
After that little er incident I headed to work. One thing that was nice about becoming a healer the academy was short. I was now a healer in trainer or as Abby, Eden, and I like to call it. HIT. I walked into the locker room and found my two best friends sitting there waiting. "Hi."
"Hey sweetie how ya doing?" Eden asked.
"Oh I'm fine. You know I think I'm in denial about all this but I'm ok."
"Well tonight we'll have a sleepover." Abby smiled.
"Sounds great guys. Like old times?"
"Like old times." the two replied.
The three of us walked out and took our respective charts and headed to our respective floors. I walked into the room of a 22 year old girl who I recognized from Hogwarts. "Hello I'm Healer Weasley."
"You don't look like a Weasley." the girl said looking at my hair.
"I'm married to one." I smiled.
"Oh that makes much more sense." she laughed.
"Yeah just a bit. So it says here on your oh so wonderful chart that you are pregnant."
"Yes."
"That's amazing. I can't wait to have children." I said sighing. "But enough about me. Now then your midwife…."
"Is right here. Hello Healer Weasley." I turned to see Arthur's Aunt Audrey coming into the room.
"Er hello Healer Weasley."
"Wow two Weasley healers."
"Yes. So Amanda how are we feeling today?" Audrey asked. "Oh Darcy we're good here."
"Right." I smiled walking out. On my break I found a quiet spot in the break room.
My Dearest Arthur,
How are you? Today has been positively awful! Without you here its quite boring. You've only been gone for 6 hours but I miss you my darling. Haha Arty we've been married for a month we're 18 and I'm madly in love with you. Friends since diapers and oh my goodness love!
WRITE ME YOU WANKER!
Love always and forever,
Eros
That's really how the first week went. Early Sunday morning I heard a knock at the bedroom window. I groaned and walked to the window letting the owl in. I took the letter from his leg and nearly squealed with excitement. My love my life my cheeseburger! Had written to me.
Dear Ace,
Sorry to hear your day went about as well as mine. I had the hardest time sleeping without you. I kept a picture of you next to me. Of course when I woke up in the morning you were making faces at me. Even miles away from you, you are still sarcastic as ever. I love you baby doll. Write me the moment you get a chance.
Love forever,
Arthur
P.S. I am not a wanker.
I laughed and crawled back into bed. As much as I wanted to write back I was not in the mood. I woke a few hours later and sat down at the desk and wrote out my letter to him.
Dear Arty,
Yes you are a wanker and yes I am very sarcastic! I sleep with your picture next to me as well. When I wake up though, you are off snogging me in another picture. You are such a horndog I swear! I'm kidding my love. I'm in a weird mood today. I love you Arty-Bear!
Love always and forever,
Darcy
I got a response about 2 hours later.
Dear Darce,
What's wrong?! I knew it was a bad idea to leave you right now! You are talking nonsense! And might I add that my surperiors read our mail and they found your letter very funny. Some of taken to calling me Arty-Bear….Thanks. Write me Ace I'm worried about you.
Love forever,
Your hubby
PS: when you send this back no wise cracks please!
I laughed.
Dear Arthur,
I don't know what's wrong with me love. I feel funky. You are doing your job and I understand that!
3 hours later I awoke with a start threw the covers back and ran to the bathroom tossing my cookies. "Oh no." I groaned taking out a home pregnancy kit. The little pink plus sign was a dreaded yet wonderful thing. I slumped to the floor and stared at the stupid test for hours.