"No, I can't. Thank Merlin," he answered. "That's all I need, getting pregnant." James was glad that at least someone was keeping track of things, because he wouldn't put it past her to minimise things. "I'm glad you think breathing is best because people don't bother you."
James grinned. "I'd make an awesome D'Artagnan. I'm all for jumping in and rescuing the fair ladies, whether they want or not."
He snorted. "I doubt you weighted much more before this started." He put her down and kissed her forehead. "Do you want me to go and get Nott or are you okay for now?"