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It was now the first anniversary of the battle. Amber and Tim were visiting the cemetery with an almost four month old Cassie. They were at Dora's grave and Amber was absolutely sobbing.
"I miss you so much, Dora," she sobbed.
Tim patted his wife's back comfortingly. She eventually sobered up and they left.
"Tonks?" a voice asked.
She turned to see a familiar sandy haired boy she recognised as Ernie McMillan and corrected nicely. "It's actually been Selwyn for the last year and a half.
"Oh, congratulations. I suppose."
"Thanks."
There was a coo from their four month old daughter.
"You have a child?"
"This is our daughter Cassandra, she's almost four months old," Amber told him.
The younger boy asked. "Can I hold her?"
Tim and Amber looked suspicious but relented.
"Please be careful with her, McMillan," Amber said showing the younger boy how to hold her daughter but it turned out he was a natural.
"She has a most particular shade of brown eyes, what would you call it?"
"Beautiful but as I like to call it honey brown," Tim grinned lovingly at his wife.
Amber blushed and said. "She has my eyes and I get them from my mum."
"Patricia McMillian?" Ernie asked.
Amber gaped at the younger boy.
"I'll explain over some tea, okay," he said.
Amber nodded as the quintet apparated to Amber and Tim's house. Amber quickly put Cassandra down for a nap while Tim made the tea.
"Explain how you know that name, Ernie," Amber told him as she sat down.
The sandy haired boy said. "My last year at Hogwarts was subjected to genetic testing to see the status of the students. Pure bloods didn't have to do it but I was curious so I went through with it."
"Okay."
"I got a family tree and saw your name on it under my dad's cousin Patricia and some bloke named Douglas Adams."
Amber nodded.
"How long have you known?"
"I've known I was adopted since I was almost twelve but I found out about my biological mum when I was thirteen."
"So, you didn't have to worry about being petrified by the Basilisk?"
"No, I didn't."
Ernie nodded and said. "You could've mentioned that we were related."
"I'm a half blood, that's why Patricia gave me up. She was ashamed that I was conceived after a one night stand with my father. I was abandoned by a nurse on the doorstep of an orphanage under a fake last name."
Ernie frowned and said. "I'll admit I didn't know her well, I only met her twice in my life before she died."
"She's dead?"
"Yes, she died around 1985."
"I assumed she was alive at least according to her best friend but she hadn't talked to her since I was born."
"She got married to a fellow pureblood named Kelvin Mars, they tried for another child but he was infertile. So, you're the heir on her side of the family."
"But I'm a halfblood, that's a job for a pureblood, isn't it?"
Ernie shook his head and said. "She was the black sheep of the family for believing in blood purity. My side of the family doesn't believe in blood purity."
"Okay."
"You're welcome to come meet my side of the family," Ernie said.
Amber nodded. Ernie soon left.
The couple was in bed that night.
"How are you processing all this?" Tim asked.
Amber sighed. "That's the same question you asked me when I first found out about my biological mum when I was thirteen."
Tim said. "The only things that have changed since then are that we're happily married and have a daughter of our own."
"I was worried that I was going to be a bad mum to Cassie because of my biological mum."
Tim brushed a hair away from her face and said. "You must've learned from your adoptive mother because you're a great mum."
Amber smiled and kissed her husband sweetly. They fell asleep only to be woken up by their daughter in the wee hours of the morning.
"I'll get her, love," Tim said kissing her forehead and getting up.
Amber smiled thankfully.
Tim walked to the nursery to take care of his daughter.
The next morning Amber woke up to see the empty spot next to her. She sleepily got up and walked towards the nursery to see her husband fast asleep in the rocking chair holding their daughter. She couldn't help but smile at the scene. She walked over, took her still sleeping daughter, put her in her crib, sat on her husband's lap and gave him a kiss. He moved in his sleep and wrapped his arm around her waist.
"Morning Timmy," she said.
Her husband asked sleepily. "Where am I?"
"You're in the rocking chair in our nursery."
Tim opened his eyes smiling at his wife on his lap. "Well, that explains why my 'little' friend is awake."
"Keep your little friend in your pants, Mister."
He grunted. "You're no fun, Mrs. Selwyn."
Amber hopped up from her husband's lap and walked away swaying her hips seductively.
"You're a tease, Amber Joyce," Tim said, standing between her and the sink.
"But you love me anyway, Timothy Cai."
Tim grinned. "I sure do."
Amber took his hand and pulled him down for a kiss. He smiled into the kiss and picked her up leaning her against the counter his lips trailing down to her collarbone.
"Well, I came in just in time," a voice said.
Amber pulled away from her husband to face a smirking Melissa.
"I suppose that means we have to stop?" Tim asked reluctantly.
Amber nodded as Tim put her down.
"I just realised I have class pretty soon, I don't have that much time to talk. Can you come back later Melissa unless it's urgent," Amber said, politely.
Melissa said. "Yeah, it's not really that urgent. I wanted you two to meet my boyfriend soon."
"We'd be happy to meet your boyfriend, Mel," Amber said, rushing up to change into a more suitable outfit than her husband's shirt and a pair of trousers.
"I'll bring him over soon," Katie said, before leaving.
Amber nodded and said. "So, Tim. You're Mister Mom today."
"Yes, ma'am," he said mock saluting his wife.
Amber shook her head at her husband's antics as she turned to walk towards the door.
"Can I expect to continue what we were doing when you get home!" Tim called after his wife.
"Maybe!"
Tim was satisfied with that. He began taking care of his daughter.
Around six pm, Amber arrived home from university. She was exhausted, she just wanted to take a bubble bath and snuggle with her husband and daughter.
"Hey love," Tim greeted.
She looked up sleepily at her husband as she kicked off her shoes.
"I'll start a bath, it seems like you need it," Tim said, getting up and walking towards their ensuite.
"Don't forget the bubbles, Timmy," she said, following her husband towards their ensuite.
Tim said. "Your bath, my dear."
She smiled thankfully, immediately stripped down and Tim helped her in.
"I'll leave if you want," Tim offered.
"No, you can stay."
Tim sat down on the floor next to his wife as she continued taking her bath. Once finished, Tim helped her out and she changed into her nightgown.
"You want to order some takeaway?" Tim asked.
"That sounds delicious unless you want to cook."
Tim said. "I don't feel like cooking so take away sounds good."
Amber nodded.
"What do you want?"
"Pizza sounds good."
Tim nodded. He grabbed the phone and dialled the number to the nearest pizzeria.
"It should be here soon, love."
Amber nodded. About twenty minutes later, the takeaway was delivered. Tim brought it up to their room and they ate.