Professor Black: A Reader Insert

28. Backup Planning

"So, you're telling me that you want me to go to the Quidditch World Cup, so I can keep an eye on Joan?" An amused Nymphadora Tonks sat across from (y/n) at Fortescue's with a smirk playing across her face.

"And Rifton, they're both Muggleborn and I get queasy anytime I try to get the twinges about any of it." (Y/n) knew this wasn't a silly request but that didn't stop her from feeling like she was making a fool of herself before her cousin. "I'll be too busy keeping the twins from shredding their grandfather to bits during the game to be able to keep an eye on them and you know him, there's something up his sleeve behind all this."

"Why would the twins try to shred dearest uncle Luci?" The younger woman's hair changed with her tone to a more concerned hue.

"They know that that which can't be changed is to happen by his hands, unfortunately it will just be a disgusting replay of the previous pains that took place across the pond."

"He's going to put you in that situation?" Nymphadora's hair matched her angered tone.

"It's me or his dear dragon. At least I'll live."

"That isn't living."

"Oh, I know. Intimately, either way the noseless git won't get what he wants from me. Also, consider carrying around chocolate in the future."

"But why?"

"Let's just say that you might find that someone that will be very important to you has an affliction for that particular sweet."

"Are you dabbling in the cupids' work?" Nym's hair turned a mischievous shade of purple.

"A little nudge here a there won't send them on a rampage against me. If anything, they're probably thankful I'm not making their arrows work over time. Besides, I want a child that I didn't make to spoil rotten before either of my brothers become parents." (Y/n) watched as her cousin's face and hair began blushing. "Anyway, what do you say Nym? Or will I have to ask Aunt Dea?"

"We both know she'll take all your children and stuff them full of cakes before unleashing them on Grimmauld Place. I'll do it, but I want Aunty privileges."

"Who said you didn't have them already Nym?"

"Just making sure. Why didn't you ask tall, dark, and dour?"

"He has obligations at the school during the game, and I don't think he wants to be around rowdy people too much. He's got a lot with Mrs. Begay and the twins as is."

"What are those two doing anyway?" That questioned earned a blush blazing across the (h/c)'s cheeks.

"I'd rather not discuss that with you." The older of the two was looking anywhere but her younger cousin who began grinning like the cat that got the cream.

"He needs an enhancer? Pity, I knew he was a rather sedated man but I didn't know it was that bad." Nymphadora watched her cousin begin to wish the Earth would just swallow her whole.

"Being the animagus I am, if we were to do anything if that nature without the proper measures in place there would be more pups than we are currently ready for, and I'd probably outlast him since he isn't in his prime anymore and as much as I really wish he'd just go for it, I don't want to potentially hurt him during such an intensely intimate time by pushing him past what he can handle."

"I thought your particular variety were a quickie sort."

"Much of what we know about that particular creature is about those that don't have access to their mate when the desire for pups arises."

"He's your- damn. Mr. Potter must be having a crisis in the afterlife over this."

"He can snuff it. Besides the guys my age are off putting to me."