Morag smiled, relieved for some reason. Maybe it was the idea that there was someone there who'd been through this before. While she wasn't one to avoid new experiences, this particular one was a bit out of her element.
'The sooner, the better,' she announced. 'I guess I should get it confirmed before I tell Antonin?' she said, not sure of the protocol in such a situation. If it was true, she should at least be able to tell him why she was killing him, shouldn't she? Infallible contraceptive charm, indeed! He was the one who needed the check-up, she immediately decided. Obviously, his magic was quite off.
'Oh, I adore the water....' Morag said, a dreamy look in her eyes. 'It's so calm, so comforting.' She'd spent quite a lot of time swimming lately, in fact.
Morag frowned and looked at Heather thoughtfully. 'I think maybe I do need a check-up,' she said. 'I didn't handle Tibby's death well, at all. Couldn't eat or sleep without bad dreams. Antonin had to potion me to get to rest,' she admitted. 'I might be a little run-down.' She looked down. 'Well, obviously, the eating part came back....'