Hestia pushed herself up from her spot against the couch. She had been so immeresed in what Tonks had been telling her, she had forgotten that she was still wearing her cloak. She shrugged off the heavy, wool covering before pulling her wand out from the sleeve of her sweater. She pursed her lips slightly before looking at Tonks' stomach then back at her wand.
It had been a long while since she'd done something like this.
"Of course I can," she said softly. "But I want you to know that this doesn't mean that everyything in your life stops. It doesn't. You're still an Auror. You're still a teacher. You're still a woman who's engaged to marry the man she's madly in love with - and don't give me that look - you know I'm right."
Sometimes she wondered why she stepped in the role of the maternal one so quickly. The power of being right helped, though.
"You're not going to go through this alone, either," Hestia added. She took a step toward Tonks. "Now, this is going to feel slightly odd."