Melodies of the Lyre

Chapter 36

It was a few days later, the couple was still fighting. Amber was over her dad's.

"I don't understand why Tim is so against it, not everyone can have a stable family or relationship during pregnancy."

Elliot nodded. "He'll come around."

"It might come from his pureblood upbringing, sweetie," Andromeda said, holding six-month-old Teddy.

Amber said. "I assume that Aunt Andy."

"Have you two talked about names for my granddaughter?" Elliot asked resting his hand on his daughter's stomach as she kicked.

"We've been thinking of naming her after mum," Amber grinned.

"I like that idea, honey."

Suddenly 'Baby Selwyn' kicked her rather hard and she flinched. She hasn't stopped kicking since Tim and her started fighting.

She stayed a few more hours at her dad's house and went home. She came home to a bouquet of daffodils and roses on the table.

"Hey love," Tim greeted.

"Hey Tim."

Her husband said. "I've always hated when we fight, love."

"You're the reason we're fighting, Tim, not me," Amber crossed her arms.

Tim sighed. "I know, but it's just coming from my pureblood upbringing although we don't believe in the mantra. It's just a tradition that someone in Kristen's position would have a husband."

"I know that Timmy," Amber said.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have reacted that way. She's your friend which makes her my friend by default."

"Thanks for the apology but in a way I'm not the one who you have to apologize to, it's Kristen."

"I'm guessing the only way I can get in good with you again is to apologise to Kristen?"

Amber nodded.

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A few days later, Kristen came over to hang out. The two women talked about their pregnancies while Tim was at work. He was working at Gringotts to be closer to his growing family.

"So, how long have you and Tim been married?"

"Just over a year."

"He seems like a wonderful husband."

Before Amber could respond Tim walked in and greeted Amber with a kiss on the cheek.

"Hey Timmy," she smiled.

"How's 'Baby Selwyn' been treating you?" he asked resting his hand on her stomach.

Their daughter kicked in response to her father.

"Someone's going to be a daddy's girl, aren't you?" he asked, sweetly.

There was another flutter in her stomach.

"Just like your mother," he smiled sitting next to his wife.

"Tim, do you have something to say to Kristen?" Amber asked.

He glanced at the other woman on the couch. "I'm sorry for what I said about your pregnancy. Not everyone can have a wonderful husband like me and you don't need one."

"Thanks for the apology, Tim," Kristen said.

"You're welcome."

Kristen soon left.

The couple was getting into bed later that night.

"It's nice to finally share a bed with you again," Tim said dramatically, getting into bed.

Amber giggled. "You're acting like it's been months since we shared a bed, it's been almost a week."

Tim smiled at his wife as she walked out of their ensuite wearing a Weird Sisters tee shirt that barely fit over her six month pregnant belly. She slid into bed next to her husband as he draped his arms around her.

"I love you, Timothy Cai Selwyn," Amber said.

Tim smiled, pressed a kiss to his wife's bulging stomach as their daughter kicked and then kissed his wife's forehead.

"How many kids do you want to have?" Amber asked.

Tim said. "I would say my own Quidditch team but I doubt you'd want to go through labour seven times as much as we enjoy the conception."

"That's thoughtful of you, Timmy," she cooed.

"I would be happy with four maybe five, but we won't expand the family until you graduate, " Tim said.

Amber nodded and the couple fell asleep.

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A few days later, Tim was putting the finishing touches on the nursery. It was painted yellow and silver. They both fought for their house colours but they finally agreed on one colour from each house.

"Who knew you could be so artistic," Amber teased waddling in.

Tim smirked. "Jealous, you're not the only one who can be creative."

"Maybe a bit, but there's nothing more sexy than a man who is good with a paintbrush."

"That's not the only thing I'm good with."

"Keep it in your pants, Mister."

Tim groaned.

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It was now November fifteenth and time for Kristen to give birth. She's been in labour for about eight hours.

"That's going to be me in about two months," Amber winced.

Tim rubbed his wife's bulging stomach to calm their daughter's kicking which worked per usual.

The couple waited hours upon hours for Kristen to give birth.

"Are you Miss Howell's family?" a nurse asked.

"We're the closest thing she has to family," Amber said.

The nurse grinned and said. "Well, she has given birth and you may see them."

Tim got up, helped his wife up and they walked towards the recovery room.

"Hi," Kristen greeted sleepily.

"Hey there."

Kirsten smiled. "This is Trystan Howell."

The two of them held the baby.