He shook his head, looking down at her. "No. I'm not happy. I'd rather we be destined to each other but that is out of our hands in the moment. I stayed out of Azkaban during the war, I don't see how going there now would make up for that."
Palmer turned them until she was out of his shadow and the moonlight cascaded over her hair. "But I'm happy about the baby and that we made it. The rest will work itself out." At least I hope it will.