"Mmmm... I've missed you." Alice mumbled, her eyes closed, her head tipping back. It was true, in the months since Neville's birth, they hadn't done this all that often. Only when they were absolutely sure that Neville was sleeping, and it was often that they'd start and his crying would stop them in the middle of their attentions to one another.
She lifted one hand to tangle in his short hair, the other was exploring his chiseled shoulders and upper arm. "I hate that I've lost my body to the baby," she whispered. She missed being a hot auror. Now she had to settle for a pudgy mommy.