Chapter One Hundred-Two

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Another week passed and I was still in the hospital. Just getting my bearings. They wouldn't let me leave until I could walk the entire hall of my floor without getting winded and my bruises were nice and yellow.

"Can't you just sneak them in? They're small enough. Bring a big bag!" My eyes were big and bright as I looked at Seb. We were strolling the hallway, getting my daily walk in.

"Darling, I can't do that. The children are not allowed as they are still too young. And do you really want me to stuff our children into a sack and bring them to the hospital?" He chuckled.

"At this point, yes. I miss them so much!" I wailed as we continued our walk.

"I know, love. But you're getting so much better. We need you healed and healthy before you go home to the little terror...ahem, I mean twins." He smiled.

"Are they being terrors? And I'm missing it?"

"Now, I KNOW you're desperate if you want to witness THAT." He smirked at me.

I sighed. "I just want to go home. I want to get back to... well, whatever normal is for us."

"I know. Which brings me to the next topic. Do you still want to sell the house in Wales? Now that everything is... cleared up. Would you rather still live in Hogsmeade?"

"Well... what do you want?"

"I wanted to know what you wanted. If you want to live in Wales, we'll live in Wales. That is still our home to me. A part of me thinks it always will be. It's where we were married and had our children. It's where we started..."

I smiled, remembering all the wonderful things that happened to us there.

"But if you'd rather stay in Hogsmeade, the family is closer. Your mum. Closer to Hogwarts too, which is our first home." He nudged me playfully. "And the owners are willing to sell us the rental, if we wish. You have options. And I want you to know, this time, I will support whatever decision you make." His smile was warm and comforting. I could tell he really cared for my opinion and was going to live wherever I said to.

"That's a lot of pressure. Why do I have to choose and not you?"

"Well, I think I've made enough choices for us, darling, don't you?" He winked at me and smirked his Sallow Smirk.

"Ok. Well, I love our family. I love being so close to all of them. I love having a babysitter any time we like. I mean, I would hate to have to rip the twins away now after they've been there so long. Wales might be our home, but Hogsmeade is the twins' home." I sighed.

"All good points. So, what's your choice?"

"Do I have to decide right now?" I looked at him surprised.

"Well, the sooner the better, love. I want to check you out of this place and take you where you want to go. Depending on what your choice is. If you choose Wales, it might have to be a bit, with the cleanup and all. But I need to know which to get the ball rolling on. Buying and selling. Or repairing and packing."

"Oh. So, you're saying I don't have time to think about it..."

"Haven't you had enough time to think about it? Where does your heart lie? I know you know the answer. And I do too, I just want to hear it from you." He was really gloating now.

I glared at him. "You've been trying to bait me."

"Only having a little fun, darling. I've missed being able to banter with you."

"Ok, so if you know the answer, why don't you tell me what it is?"

"Tricky, tricky. No."

I exhaled. I was feeling petulant. "You're right. I do know the answer."

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