Lavender didn't shy away from the contact at all. She snuggled up against him tightly, slowly spooning the icecream into her mouth. "It keeps changing because it's not really an ideal situation. There are... a few possible fathers," she admitted. "Most of which are purebloods which means I'm facing a pretty hefty fine," she didn't think she needed to point out that she couldn't afford the fine.
"And because I've only just found out and I'm already half-way through my pregnancy. You'll be Uncle Nate in December." She looked up at him and gave him a smile.