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Eliza dropped down to rest on her feet, slinging her arms around Dedalus' torso, chin resting on his shoulder.

"I thought maybe Spunky and I would go on a walk later," she murmured, pushing her face into his neck. That had been the plan, a walk before dinner (laundry never kept her attention for long), maybe a book--some studying, too, as the nursing exam seemed to loom closer even though it was months away. Eliza found it a bit funny that she'd studied more in the past four months than she had in seven years at Hogwarts.

She let out a breath and kissed Dedalus' neck, overwhelmed with the feeling of having nothing to do but be with him. It was almost like she had taken for granted, all their time together before they both started at St. Mungo's, before the war had started to pick up its rapid pace. Eliza didn't know what kept her thinking that things were still okay, that things were going to calm down and they would once again be able to live without the constant worry (though, when did they ever? Maybe some time in Hogwarts, but--)

"Unless you have a better idea," Eliza breathed, pressing harder into his back. She could come up with a few better ways to occupy their time, but it was Dedalus' rare time off.