*Sitting there at the table with all four of them, laughing and just talking and sharing their days, while Sunny sleeps contentedly on, he's suddenly almost bowled over by a sense of rightness.
Of family.
It's inexpressible, really, so he does what he can. He leans forward to press a kiss to Sunny's baby-soft cheek, and then lifts his head and presses another soft kiss to Nymphadora's lips, lingering.*
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*Sitting there at the table with all four of them, laughing and just talking and sharing their days, while Sunny sleeps contentedly on, he's suddenly almost bowled over by a sense of rightness.
Of family.
It's inexpressible, really, so he does what he can. He leans forward to press a kiss to Sunny's baby-soft cheek, and then lifts his head and presses another soft kiss to Nymphadora's lips, lingering.*