Beauty's Beast (Sequel to Blind Beauty) COMPLETE
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Adult ++
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20,829
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Family Time
Chapter Number/Total: 5/24
Chapter Title: Family Time
Words: 2731 Words
Dobby knew they always wanted red meat for dinner the nights before and during the full moon – and nearly raw for the two werewolves in the family. They sat at dinner talking about the cute things Elise had done that day. The three month old was propped up in a padded chair beside the table.
Draco was trying to cut the meat on his plate but the closer it got to full moon, the worse his ability to do everyday things became. He growled in frustration as his fork slipped from his grasp and clattered to the floor.
Harry bent over his chair to reach and get it, glancing up at Draco as he held it out. "Want me to do it for you?"
Draco growled and picked up the meat with his clawed hands and bit into the bloody meat, ripping it with his teeth.
Harry's eyes widened a little. He set down the fork and went back to his own food, glancing over at Draco a few times. "Looks good," he tried to joke, smiling at him.
Remus smiled. He felt a similar urge but still had control until the actual three nights of full moon, which began the next night. Draco never completely transformed, but his wolf side was certainly stronger near and on the full moon.
Tonks ignored it, looking to Harry instead. "Harry, do you think you could watch Elise on your own for a couple hours?'
"Sure, Tonks," Harry replied quickly, nodding with another smile. "When?"
"I want to spend some time with Remus on full moon," she said. "Will you be too busy with Draco?"
Harry wasn't too sure of that answer, so he looked at Draco. "I'm not sure yet."
Draco had finished the meat and was now licking the juices off his hands and claws, delighting in the taste.
"Draco? Would you mind if I watched Elise tomorrow?" Harry asked, tilting his head and watching him.
Full moons for them usually translated into a lot of hot rough sex. Draco frowned.
"Only for a few hours?" Harry asked Tonks. It wasn't that he didn't like what they did on the full moon, but Harry didn't really get enough chances to watch Elise.
Tonks regarded Draco a bit warily. "Yes, just for a little while and then you two would have the rest of the night together." She couldn't live under the same roof with these two and not know what they got up to. They were loud.
"That's not so bad, right Draco?" Harry said, looking at him again. He pouted a little and made sure to give him a pleading look.
The pout made Draco think of shagging right then and he gave Harry a look that showed it.
Harry blushed and looked back to Tonks quickly. "I'll do it," he said, and hoped Draco wouldn't mind that much.
Draco and Remus exchanged looks and the blond knew exactly why Tonks wanted a few hours to spend with her wolf on full moon. Remus took Wolfsbane Potion to help control himself during the three nights of full moon. Draco found himself wondering if Tonks transformed herself into a wolf for her lover. He flushed, now more aroused than before.
Harry smiled to himself and went back to finishing his food, thinking about what he and Elise could do the next day.
Shifting closer, Draco laid a hand on Harry's thigh and growled a bit.
Harry looked up at him, his eyebrows raised in question, but then he could see the desire in Draco's eyes and the way his skin was flushed just the right way. "Upstairs?"
Draco nodded, not trusting his voice when he got like this.
Harry nodded and stood up, telling Tonks and Remus goodnight. He pushed his chair in and held his hand out for Draco, stepping closer.
Taking Harry's hand, Draco practically dragged him up the stairs.
Harry stumbled after Draco, heart beating faster with excitement. He loved it when Draco got like this.
When they reached the room, both men quickly stripped their clothing. Draco ripped, throwing his clothes aside and then pushed Harry against the door, immediately moving to press his arousal into the crevice of his lover's exposed arse, sliding up and down as he rutted against him.
Harry moaned softly and bent over more, wanting to feel Draco inside him as he braced himself against the wall.
Draco's cock was slick with pre-come already and it eased the way when the head pressed into Harry's opening, wolf claws gripping Harry's hips.
Crying out, Harry gritted his teeth at the multiple sensations of pain and pleasure, his back arching. He loved it rough, the burn setting him on fire.
Draco couldn't communicate well with words this close to the full moon, but he groaned his pleasure as he began thrusting into his lover, sniffing and nuzzling Harry's long hair as he did.
It took Harry a few strokes to adjust to Draco, groaning and letting Draco take him, loving that he was able to be there for his love when Draco needed him.
Draco didn't wait long before he was thrusting fast, claws digging into Harry's flesh. He pressed into Harry's hair until he found the neck below and licked.
Harry shuddered and bent his head forward, exposing more of his neck for Draco. He felt the blood running down his legs, Draco's claws digging into his hips even more with each fast thrust.
Draco thrust several more times, shuddering and coming with a grunt inside Harry.
Harry reached to stroke himself once Draco had come, wanting to come soon, too.
Draco withdrew his claws. The blood had run down Harry's legs and was staining his jeans where they were pooled around his knees. Draco scooped the man into his arms then carried him to the bed, depositing Harry on it and then climbing in after him.
Harry gasped in surprise, bouncing on the bed. He kicked away his jeans, watching Draco the entire time.
Draco admired the man spread before him like a feast, a rumbling sound from deep in his chest expressing his appreciation as he bent his head to lick the wounds he had only just made.
Harry hummed in approval and reached to stroke himself again, feeling so close; he just needed a little bit more to come.
Draco growled in warning, reaching to pull the other man's hand away. He licked the blood from Harry's nearest hip but then continued lapping inward until he licked along his lover's shaft.
"Yes," Harry hissed loudly, lifting his hips despite the pain he felt in them from the wounds.
Draco shivered at the taste of Harry, his own cock already hardening again as he licked enthusiastically.
"Oh, Draco ... Draco." Harry reached to grasp Draco's silky blond hair, gripping it as tightly as he could and crying out when he came moments later.
Draco opened his mouth, catching his lover's seed and licking at the head of Harry's cock as the sticky jets pumped from it.
Harry let Draco lap at his cock until he began to feel too sensitive, trying to pull Draco's head away. "Fantastic," he murmured.
The blond grinned up at Harry but didn't move from between his legs, licking downward instead.
Harry spread open his legs for Draco, petting his hair now as he slowly came down from his high.
Draco licked his lover's balls, enjoying the taste and smell as he did. Then he worked his way over to the other hip, licking at the wounds and cleaning the blood.
Harry sighed and shivered as his lover took his time now. The combination of pain, soothing tongue and post-orgasm high was one of the best things he knew.
When he was done, Draco moved to the side, lying down and pulling Harry into his arms, nuzzling and rumbling contentedly.
Harry was half asleep by this point. "Love you, Draco," he mumbled quietly.
"Harry, my love," Draco whispered, kissing him softly.
***
Harry nervously waited for Tonks to come downstairs, moving around the sitting room to make sure that everything was in order. He was babysitting that day, for the first time, all by himself. He was excited about it but scared at the same time, not wanting anything to go wrong. With the full moon, Draco wasn't in any condition to help take care of the baby, so he was staying in their room.
Tonks came into the sitting room, Elise in her arms. They already had a cot for the baby set up in the room. "S'Harry, you sure you want to do this?"
"I'm sure," Harry said, getting up quickly and rubbing his hands on his jeans. "You deserve some alone time with Remus."
Tonks smiled at him and went through a few things he would need to know. She had a bottle set up to feed the baby and she showed Harry how to change a nappy, teaching him the gentle spell for cleaning the child when needed.
Harry nodded and watched closely, making sure to pay a lot of attention, especially when she taught him the spell. He wouldn’t want to hurt the baby by getting it wrong.
Tonks nodded approvingly when Harry picked up Elise. "That's got it," she said. "You are good with her."
"Yeah?" Harry asked, holding Elise close. "Wasn't as hard as I thought."
Elise was making little faces at Harry and Tonks grinned. "Well, she's in a good mood now. Wait till she gets fussy. You have any real problem, you come get me. Knock loud if y'have to."
Harry nodded, not really wanting to bother Remus and Tonks unless something really had gone wrong. "Let's just hope she stays this way."
"When she cries, if it isn't her nappy, sometimes just walking around with her helps," she suggested. She patted his shoulder. "Thanks, Harry."
"You're welcome, Tonks," Harry said, smiling at her before sitting down on the sofa. "Remus is probably waiting for you."
She blushed and kissed Elise on top of the head before leaving the room.
Harry watched her go before he sat back on the sofa, looking down at Elise. "Just you and me now," he murmured, kissing her forehead. The baby made a grunting noise and began waving her hands.
"What's up?" Harry asked, lifting her up and holding her out in front of him. "You bored?"
The blanket fell away and Elise wriggled in his hands, looking sort of like she was dancing. Harry laughed and picked the blanket up, setting it down on the sofa. "Yeah, feel like dancing, I see," he said, settling her down in his lap and tickling his fingers down her side.
The infant wriggled more, making cute little gurgling sounds as she flailed her hands and feet. Harry laughed again, laying her down before continuing to tickle her. It was nice to see her like this, the little gurgling noises sounding like giggles. When he stopped tickling her for a minute, he noticed she grabbed her feet with her hands, apparently trying to bring them to her mouth.
Harry let her, watching in surprise at how flexible she was. "Not bad," he said, making sure that she was okay on his lap. The baby seemed very excited with her feet, slobbering on them.
"I don't know if that means you're hungry or not," Harry said, laughing again as he reached to playfully pull away her foot.
Harry played with the baby for a while and then her face scrunched up and she began to cry. "Oh no, what's wrong?" Harry asked, scooping her up in his arms before he got up, cradling her. She cried even louder.
"Shh, it's okay," Harry whispered, beginning to walk around the room like Tonks said. "Are you hungry? Or is it your nappy .... " Harry wasn't looking forward to that.
When she wouldn't stop crying, Harry decided to check her nappy just to be sure. He picked up the bag Tonks had left with him and then laid her on the changing table in the room. "Here goes nothing," he mumbled, undoing the nappy to check inside. It smelled bad and looked worse.
Harry scrunched up his face and took a deep breath before he went about changing it. He pulled off the dirty one and used the special spell to clean Elise up. Once she was clean he got another nappy and pulled her legs up to get it on.
The little girl kicked at him, seeming to think it a game to keep him from getting hold of her legs and then wriggling while he tried to get the cloth around her.
"Hey, hey," Harry said, reaching to hold her legs together. "You think that's funny, do you?" He managed to finally get the nappy on after a good few minutes of working at it, sighing deeply and picking her up again once he was done. The nappy sagged a little, but stayed on and Elise immediately brought her foot back to her mouth again.
Harry moved back to sit on the couch, watching her quietly. He played with her hair, that had been black since she was with him, and just enjoyed her company. Even though she seemed to be more interested in her foot than in him.
Harry watched and played with the baby, amused by her endless fascination with her feet. Eventually, she began to fuss again, scrunching up her face and howling at him. Harry could only think that she was hungry, the one thing he hadn't done that evening. If it wasn't that, he had no idea what else could be wrong. He shifted her in his arms and used his wand to warm the milk in the bottle Tonks had left, bringing it up to her lips. The baby sucked hungrily, her eyes wide as they focused on Harry's.
Harry smiled, leaning over to kiss her forehead as she drank. He wondered if this was how he was with his own mother, all those years ago. If he thought hard enough, he could picture her, holding him close and doing the same.
It seemed to him that Elise sucked down the milk so fast it might make her sick, though she seemed perfectly happy about it. Harry pulled the bottle away once she was done, setting it off to the side and picking her up again to burp her. He wiped her mouth with a clean cloth and then let her rest against his shoulder, gently rubbing and patting her back like Tonks showed him. This was always hard, he thought.
She did burp, bringing up milk all over his shoulder. Harry didn't notice at first, too happy that she had burped. It was when he felt the warm wetness seeping into his shirt that he noticed. "Aw, Elise ..." He pulled the baby back and wiped her mouth off, reaching to wipe what he could off his shoulder.
She burped again, more goo dribbling down her chin and onto the little pyjamas she was wearing. "Messy," Harry murmured, wiping away that mess as well. "Try to keep it all down, hm? So you don't get hungry again."
Harry hadn't realised that he had fallen asleep with the baby in his arms until he felt Tonks gently shake him awake. Harry blinked up at her, sitting up more in the sofa. "Tonks," he murmured, looking down at the sleeping baby.
Tonks' cheeks were flushed and she looked both tired and happy. "Looks like you two did all right," she smiled down at him.
Harry smiled up at her. "She wasn't so bad," he said softly.
"I knew you would be fine with her Harry," Tonks assured, reaching to lift the baby from his arms, "and I think there is a pacing wolfman waiting for you in your room," she added with a smirk.
Harry laughed softly and got up, running a hand through his hair. "I should get up there then," he said, blushing a little. "Night, Tonks, and thanks for letting me watch her."
"Thanks for the time with Remus," she replied.
Harry saw her settle into the chair herself as he headed up the stairs, mentally preparing to deal with a moon-crazed Draco. It no longer scared him. In fact, it was something he looked forward to each month.
Chapter Title: Family Time
Words: 2731 Words
Dobby knew they always wanted red meat for dinner the nights before and during the full moon – and nearly raw for the two werewolves in the family. They sat at dinner talking about the cute things Elise had done that day. The three month old was propped up in a padded chair beside the table.
Draco was trying to cut the meat on his plate but the closer it got to full moon, the worse his ability to do everyday things became. He growled in frustration as his fork slipped from his grasp and clattered to the floor.
Harry bent over his chair to reach and get it, glancing up at Draco as he held it out. "Want me to do it for you?"
Draco growled and picked up the meat with his clawed hands and bit into the bloody meat, ripping it with his teeth.
Harry's eyes widened a little. He set down the fork and went back to his own food, glancing over at Draco a few times. "Looks good," he tried to joke, smiling at him.
Remus smiled. He felt a similar urge but still had control until the actual three nights of full moon, which began the next night. Draco never completely transformed, but his wolf side was certainly stronger near and on the full moon.
Tonks ignored it, looking to Harry instead. "Harry, do you think you could watch Elise on your own for a couple hours?'
"Sure, Tonks," Harry replied quickly, nodding with another smile. "When?"
"I want to spend some time with Remus on full moon," she said. "Will you be too busy with Draco?"
Harry wasn't too sure of that answer, so he looked at Draco. "I'm not sure yet."
Draco had finished the meat and was now licking the juices off his hands and claws, delighting in the taste.
"Draco? Would you mind if I watched Elise tomorrow?" Harry asked, tilting his head and watching him.
Full moons for them usually translated into a lot of hot rough sex. Draco frowned.
"Only for a few hours?" Harry asked Tonks. It wasn't that he didn't like what they did on the full moon, but Harry didn't really get enough chances to watch Elise.
Tonks regarded Draco a bit warily. "Yes, just for a little while and then you two would have the rest of the night together." She couldn't live under the same roof with these two and not know what they got up to. They were loud.
"That's not so bad, right Draco?" Harry said, looking at him again. He pouted a little and made sure to give him a pleading look.
The pout made Draco think of shagging right then and he gave Harry a look that showed it.
Harry blushed and looked back to Tonks quickly. "I'll do it," he said, and hoped Draco wouldn't mind that much.
Draco and Remus exchanged looks and the blond knew exactly why Tonks wanted a few hours to spend with her wolf on full moon. Remus took Wolfsbane Potion to help control himself during the three nights of full moon. Draco found himself wondering if Tonks transformed herself into a wolf for her lover. He flushed, now more aroused than before.
Harry smiled to himself and went back to finishing his food, thinking about what he and Elise could do the next day.
Shifting closer, Draco laid a hand on Harry's thigh and growled a bit.
Harry looked up at him, his eyebrows raised in question, but then he could see the desire in Draco's eyes and the way his skin was flushed just the right way. "Upstairs?"
Draco nodded, not trusting his voice when he got like this.
Harry nodded and stood up, telling Tonks and Remus goodnight. He pushed his chair in and held his hand out for Draco, stepping closer.
Taking Harry's hand, Draco practically dragged him up the stairs.
Harry stumbled after Draco, heart beating faster with excitement. He loved it when Draco got like this.
When they reached the room, both men quickly stripped their clothing. Draco ripped, throwing his clothes aside and then pushed Harry against the door, immediately moving to press his arousal into the crevice of his lover's exposed arse, sliding up and down as he rutted against him.
Harry moaned softly and bent over more, wanting to feel Draco inside him as he braced himself against the wall.
Draco's cock was slick with pre-come already and it eased the way when the head pressed into Harry's opening, wolf claws gripping Harry's hips.
Crying out, Harry gritted his teeth at the multiple sensations of pain and pleasure, his back arching. He loved it rough, the burn setting him on fire.
Draco couldn't communicate well with words this close to the full moon, but he groaned his pleasure as he began thrusting into his lover, sniffing and nuzzling Harry's long hair as he did.
It took Harry a few strokes to adjust to Draco, groaning and letting Draco take him, loving that he was able to be there for his love when Draco needed him.
Draco didn't wait long before he was thrusting fast, claws digging into Harry's flesh. He pressed into Harry's hair until he found the neck below and licked.
Harry shuddered and bent his head forward, exposing more of his neck for Draco. He felt the blood running down his legs, Draco's claws digging into his hips even more with each fast thrust.
Draco thrust several more times, shuddering and coming with a grunt inside Harry.
Harry reached to stroke himself once Draco had come, wanting to come soon, too.
Draco withdrew his claws. The blood had run down Harry's legs and was staining his jeans where they were pooled around his knees. Draco scooped the man into his arms then carried him to the bed, depositing Harry on it and then climbing in after him.
Harry gasped in surprise, bouncing on the bed. He kicked away his jeans, watching Draco the entire time.
Draco admired the man spread before him like a feast, a rumbling sound from deep in his chest expressing his appreciation as he bent his head to lick the wounds he had only just made.
Harry hummed in approval and reached to stroke himself again, feeling so close; he just needed a little bit more to come.
Draco growled in warning, reaching to pull the other man's hand away. He licked the blood from Harry's nearest hip but then continued lapping inward until he licked along his lover's shaft.
"Yes," Harry hissed loudly, lifting his hips despite the pain he felt in them from the wounds.
Draco shivered at the taste of Harry, his own cock already hardening again as he licked enthusiastically.
"Oh, Draco ... Draco." Harry reached to grasp Draco's silky blond hair, gripping it as tightly as he could and crying out when he came moments later.
Draco opened his mouth, catching his lover's seed and licking at the head of Harry's cock as the sticky jets pumped from it.
Harry let Draco lap at his cock until he began to feel too sensitive, trying to pull Draco's head away. "Fantastic," he murmured.
The blond grinned up at Harry but didn't move from between his legs, licking downward instead.
Harry spread open his legs for Draco, petting his hair now as he slowly came down from his high.
Draco licked his lover's balls, enjoying the taste and smell as he did. Then he worked his way over to the other hip, licking at the wounds and cleaning the blood.
Harry sighed and shivered as his lover took his time now. The combination of pain, soothing tongue and post-orgasm high was one of the best things he knew.
When he was done, Draco moved to the side, lying down and pulling Harry into his arms, nuzzling and rumbling contentedly.
Harry was half asleep by this point. "Love you, Draco," he mumbled quietly.
"Harry, my love," Draco whispered, kissing him softly.
***
Harry nervously waited for Tonks to come downstairs, moving around the sitting room to make sure that everything was in order. He was babysitting that day, for the first time, all by himself. He was excited about it but scared at the same time, not wanting anything to go wrong. With the full moon, Draco wasn't in any condition to help take care of the baby, so he was staying in their room.
Tonks came into the sitting room, Elise in her arms. They already had a cot for the baby set up in the room. "S'Harry, you sure you want to do this?"
"I'm sure," Harry said, getting up quickly and rubbing his hands on his jeans. "You deserve some alone time with Remus."
Tonks smiled at him and went through a few things he would need to know. She had a bottle set up to feed the baby and she showed Harry how to change a nappy, teaching him the gentle spell for cleaning the child when needed.
Harry nodded and watched closely, making sure to pay a lot of attention, especially when she taught him the spell. He wouldn’t want to hurt the baby by getting it wrong.
Tonks nodded approvingly when Harry picked up Elise. "That's got it," she said. "You are good with her."
"Yeah?" Harry asked, holding Elise close. "Wasn't as hard as I thought."
Elise was making little faces at Harry and Tonks grinned. "Well, she's in a good mood now. Wait till she gets fussy. You have any real problem, you come get me. Knock loud if y'have to."
Harry nodded, not really wanting to bother Remus and Tonks unless something really had gone wrong. "Let's just hope she stays this way."
"When she cries, if it isn't her nappy, sometimes just walking around with her helps," she suggested. She patted his shoulder. "Thanks, Harry."
"You're welcome, Tonks," Harry said, smiling at her before sitting down on the sofa. "Remus is probably waiting for you."
She blushed and kissed Elise on top of the head before leaving the room.
Harry watched her go before he sat back on the sofa, looking down at Elise. "Just you and me now," he murmured, kissing her forehead. The baby made a grunting noise and began waving her hands.
"What's up?" Harry asked, lifting her up and holding her out in front of him. "You bored?"
The blanket fell away and Elise wriggled in his hands, looking sort of like she was dancing. Harry laughed and picked the blanket up, setting it down on the sofa. "Yeah, feel like dancing, I see," he said, settling her down in his lap and tickling his fingers down her side.
The infant wriggled more, making cute little gurgling sounds as she flailed her hands and feet. Harry laughed again, laying her down before continuing to tickle her. It was nice to see her like this, the little gurgling noises sounding like giggles. When he stopped tickling her for a minute, he noticed she grabbed her feet with her hands, apparently trying to bring them to her mouth.
Harry let her, watching in surprise at how flexible she was. "Not bad," he said, making sure that she was okay on his lap. The baby seemed very excited with her feet, slobbering on them.
"I don't know if that means you're hungry or not," Harry said, laughing again as he reached to playfully pull away her foot.
Harry played with the baby for a while and then her face scrunched up and she began to cry. "Oh no, what's wrong?" Harry asked, scooping her up in his arms before he got up, cradling her. She cried even louder.
"Shh, it's okay," Harry whispered, beginning to walk around the room like Tonks said. "Are you hungry? Or is it your nappy .... " Harry wasn't looking forward to that.
When she wouldn't stop crying, Harry decided to check her nappy just to be sure. He picked up the bag Tonks had left with him and then laid her on the changing table in the room. "Here goes nothing," he mumbled, undoing the nappy to check inside. It smelled bad and looked worse.
Harry scrunched up his face and took a deep breath before he went about changing it. He pulled off the dirty one and used the special spell to clean Elise up. Once she was clean he got another nappy and pulled her legs up to get it on.
The little girl kicked at him, seeming to think it a game to keep him from getting hold of her legs and then wriggling while he tried to get the cloth around her.
"Hey, hey," Harry said, reaching to hold her legs together. "You think that's funny, do you?" He managed to finally get the nappy on after a good few minutes of working at it, sighing deeply and picking her up again once he was done. The nappy sagged a little, but stayed on and Elise immediately brought her foot back to her mouth again.
Harry moved back to sit on the couch, watching her quietly. He played with her hair, that had been black since she was with him, and just enjoyed her company. Even though she seemed to be more interested in her foot than in him.
Harry watched and played with the baby, amused by her endless fascination with her feet. Eventually, she began to fuss again, scrunching up her face and howling at him. Harry could only think that she was hungry, the one thing he hadn't done that evening. If it wasn't that, he had no idea what else could be wrong. He shifted her in his arms and used his wand to warm the milk in the bottle Tonks had left, bringing it up to her lips. The baby sucked hungrily, her eyes wide as they focused on Harry's.
Harry smiled, leaning over to kiss her forehead as she drank. He wondered if this was how he was with his own mother, all those years ago. If he thought hard enough, he could picture her, holding him close and doing the same.
It seemed to him that Elise sucked down the milk so fast it might make her sick, though she seemed perfectly happy about it. Harry pulled the bottle away once she was done, setting it off to the side and picking her up again to burp her. He wiped her mouth with a clean cloth and then let her rest against his shoulder, gently rubbing and patting her back like Tonks showed him. This was always hard, he thought.
She did burp, bringing up milk all over his shoulder. Harry didn't notice at first, too happy that she had burped. It was when he felt the warm wetness seeping into his shirt that he noticed. "Aw, Elise ..." He pulled the baby back and wiped her mouth off, reaching to wipe what he could off his shoulder.
She burped again, more goo dribbling down her chin and onto the little pyjamas she was wearing. "Messy," Harry murmured, wiping away that mess as well. "Try to keep it all down, hm? So you don't get hungry again."
Harry hadn't realised that he had fallen asleep with the baby in his arms until he felt Tonks gently shake him awake. Harry blinked up at her, sitting up more in the sofa. "Tonks," he murmured, looking down at the sleeping baby.
Tonks' cheeks were flushed and she looked both tired and happy. "Looks like you two did all right," she smiled down at him.
Harry smiled up at her. "She wasn't so bad," he said softly.
"I knew you would be fine with her Harry," Tonks assured, reaching to lift the baby from his arms, "and I think there is a pacing wolfman waiting for you in your room," she added with a smirk.
Harry laughed softly and got up, running a hand through his hair. "I should get up there then," he said, blushing a little. "Night, Tonks, and thanks for letting me watch her."
"Thanks for the time with Remus," she replied.
Harry saw her settle into the chair herself as he headed up the stairs, mentally preparing to deal with a moon-crazed Draco. It no longer scared him. In fact, it was something he looked forward to each month.