The response was an enthusiastic nod of Dora's head, which was actually rather a tired response given that if she had not just woke up, there would be excitement and shouting, accompanied by a million-word ramble about what they were having.
She started to squirm, so he let her down to her feet gently, instructing her to go off and clean up for dinner. Ted turned back to Andromeda as Nymphadora ran off.
"I should go order that now, then," he told her. "And I'll owe you another fag later, after she's gone to sleep. Might have to have one with you." Ever since they'd had Dora, he'd been trying to settle down with the smoking, but he still always carried around a pack with him and he couldn't help the temptation that the smell of one brought.
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