Taking the glass of water from Bill gratefully, Tonks eased herself down onto the couch and watched the back-and-forth between the brothers with a grin on her face.
"Don't cut his hair!" she protested, laughing. "I'll give you a tail if you do. I'd be horrified if someone cut my hair without telling me. If I couldn't grow it back, that is," she added.
"I'm allergic as well." She rubbed her belly at another painful kick. "Cats, that is, or at least I think I am. I get sneezy. I much prefer dogs. A dog seems like it'd be perfect for this area. Golden Retriever?" she suggested to Fleur. "They're great with kids."