Parents to Be


Chapter 2: Difficulties

Remus kissed his wife softly on the forehead as she napped; her head lying softly in his lap. They were seated on the soft beige couch in front of a blazing fire. Only a few minutes before, Remus had been retelling what had happened at work when he looked down to see Nymphadora with her eyes closed as she breathed deeply.

Not wanting to disturb her, Remus reached for his wand on the side table. Naturally, it was just barely out of reach. He thought for a moment, trying to take a different approach. Finally, stretching out his fingers as far as they would permit, and leaning with all his capability without moving his dozing wife, he reached for his wand. After a long silent struggle, his fingers finally touched the wand and managed to drag it slightly closer, permitting him to pick it up.

Remus flicked his wand and muttered under his breath. He then carefully slipped out from under Nymphadora, his spell acting as a temporary replacement. Once he had wiggled his way out from under her, he quickly grabbed a moss coloured cushion and placed it gently under her head. He removed his spell, letting his pregnant wife continue her nap.

Walking over to the desk in the corner of the room, Remus grabbed a scrap of parchment and hastily scribbled a quick note. It read:

Gone shopping at Diagon Alley.

Will bring back bacon, cheese and squash.

Love you lots.

Remus

He half shuddered, half laughed at her food request. Tonks had asked him all the previous day to make her homemade butter pecan ice-cream. When he had refused, she had shut and put an anti-admittance charm on the door to their room, barricading herself inside. When he was finally able coax her to open the door, she had greeted him with a loving smile and asked him to could forgive her.

"Of course I can. You're just so cute when you're mad that I--" Remus had begun, but she suddenly slammed the door in his face once again. Remus decided that from this point on that he wouldn't argue about the small things. So when Nymph had requested bacon and squash with melted cheese smothered on top about an hour earlier, Remus had told her that he would go out as soon as he could.

Remus strode over to the front door, and smiled at his sleeping wife in the next room. She seemed so calm, so peaceful. A rare thing, nowadays. He grabbed his old brown coat off the hook and stepped outside into the chill November air. Remus closed the door silently, locked it and then, with a small crack, he was gone.

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Eternalstupor