"I wish I had your confidence." Tonks squirmed up into a sitting position when Hestia shoved her leg, and she tried to cross her arms over her chest, only to feel her belly and quickly move them back to her sides.
"I know," she said miserably. "I'll tell him tomorrow. Expect a tearful owl from me immediately after if he dumps me." She was silent for a moment, and as she did so, she hesitantly placed her palm on her belly, just over the fluttering sensation. "Do you know if it's a boy or a girl? Is there a way to tell?"