Verity was forcing her attention on the latest order for emeralds. She'd spent the whole day with Montague and Marlowe in Hogsmeade at the new house and then when they came back she poured over catalogues for furniture and decor. But she really did have to get some work done and it was something of a ritual for them anyway.
But when his words broke the silence that had previously only been punctuated by the crackling of the fire she seemed to stop breathing. She looked up from the parchment and looked at him, cocking her head slightly, not sure she'd heard what she thought she had. "Excuse me?"
A baby? Her heart started pounding and she could barely hear the fire anymore.
Well- of course she'd thought about it. She'd thought a lot about it. It was sort of hard not to with all of their friends (particularly Theo) having children. But, they had Marlowe and she wasn't sure- well, there was the war going on...