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 Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2007 7:13 pm
Peter closed his eyes. This fatherhood business was turning out to be much, much more intense than he would have hoped for. And what was so particularly terrifying was that he would have to sort out Gwen's life, and Jess's life now. And he didn't even know anything about his own life.
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2007 7:16 pm
Jess's eyes flickered up, her expression sobering a bit as she caught the expression on her...husband's...face. "Peter?" She blinked, still not totally back to her senses. "Are you alright?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2007 8:34 pm
"I'm fine," Peter sighed, inhaling. He rubbed at his eyes. He didn't look fine at all. "I'll be fine." He looked down wearily at Jess. "Are you okay?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2007 8:49 pm
Jess nodded, rubbing her stomach lightly. "I'm alright now. Just a false alarm, luckily." She canted her head to the side, sighing. "You're not fine, though. I know you well enough to tell."
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 4:32 pm
Peter didn't particularly feel like explaining. "I'll be fine," Peter repeated crossly, sounding nettled. "Don't worry about it."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 1:44 pm
((do you want to skip ahead, since her due date is ummm very soon?))
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 6:34 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 7:09 pm
((teehee shhhh))
It was less than three weeks to her due date, Draconis still hadn't been found, and McGonagall's body had been laid to rest. School was closed for the semester, which actually made Jess a little pleased since it meant that next year, if there was one, she still had a chance at Head Girl. Meanwhile, though, she was still carrying around an oversized beachball for a stomach and was now on bedrest, as prescribed by the medi wizards. This gave her alot of time, and not much to do to fill it, so she ended up spending a good time with Darts and drawing him, which she was getting rather good at.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 7:21 pm
Peter, meanwhile, had taken on a very demanding internship at the Ministry. While it had indeed lessened his parents' financial worries, it did absolutely nothing to alleviate his tenseness. He barely ever spoke, and when he did, it sounded horribly snappy and terse.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 7:34 pm
"Darts, can you get me my watch?" The tawny owl fluttered over to Jess's desk, where a silver analog wristwatch was laying on the table. He fetched it and set it down next to her. "Hmmm, Peter should be home soon." She felt a hard thump on her right side and rubbed her stomach. "I know, I miss him too."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 7:39 pm
But Peter was not to come home for a good long while. Peter had given up on keeping the time. He went home when his 'In' tray was cleared out, and that was not for at least another two hours. He rubbed his neck, dabbed his quill in ink, and went on writing.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 7:50 pm
But Peter was not to come home for a good long while. Peter had given up on keeping the time. He went home when his 'In' tray was cleared out, and that was not for at least another two hours. He rubbed his neck, dabbed his quill in ink, and went on writing.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 7:56 pm
"What are we going to do with that boy?" Mr. Keyes had his head down on the kitchen table, sighing. "I don't know how he thinks he's going to be a father if he won't spend more than an hour with his wife at a time."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 8:23 pm
Evelyn nodded soberly. "I'm worried for his health. And Jess's. She's going to have her baby soon. She needs support. And we're doing the best we can, but she needs Peter to be here."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 8:26 pm
"But how?" He glanced up at his wife, looking extremely distraught. "The poor girl can't even get out of bed.She can't exactly go and try to convince him of anything, and anytime we try to intervene he just goes on one of his rants and Apparates out of the house." He sighed, shaking his head. "He definitely did not know what he was getting himself into. Neither of them did."
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