Alice naturally reached for her son, but she stared, flabbergasted at Frank. No? No? How many times had she hidden a smirk away from Lily when James had kept her from frays? Alice understood, but never had she thought that she would be forbidden from helping the Order. Neville immediately started to squirm from his slumber and Alice looked down at the baby. This wasn't fair.
She was just as trained as Frank, why should he be the one to risk his life for all of them? Alice had accepted a long time ago that Frank could die at any moment on the job, that she could to, but how could she live with herself if she sat back and let him take all the risks? They'd been a team, and now, suddenly, this bundle in her arms had---
Alice knew she had to learn how to separate being an auror and a mother, but it was---all these different feelings still soaring through her were not helping the matter, and she bristled, clutching Neville tightly to her. Fine. Fine. She would stay, but she couldn't handle letting Frank go out alone, not---oy, Alice cursed the healers for telling her about the influx of emotion she would have the few weeks after giving birth, she was sure she would have been fine if she hadn't known that.
"Fine," she said curtly, but softly, barely managing to keep her lips from quivering. Alice leaned toward Frank, her face a centimeter from his. Neville was pressed in between them, and Alice had never felt such a feeling before, "But if you don't come back, I'm going to be very mad at you."
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