What are mums for?

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Soft flakes floated swiftly down from the clear, blue sky above, glistening like millions of diamonds, as they formed a blanket of fluffy, white snow along the ground

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Soft flakes floated swiftly down from the clear, blue sky above, glistening like millions of diamonds, as they formed a blanket of fluffy, white snow along the ground. The world outside reflected a muggle snow globe which had been wildly shaken by an excited, young child, cottages standing beside each other like miniature gingerbread houses. It was early December meaning Christmas was fast approaching and nobody was more excited than Nymphadora Tonks, who was currently in her second trimester of pregnancy, for she simply adored Christmas. She peered down at her slightly swollen abdomen, a somewhat sad smile gracing her face as she whispered, "I wish your daddy was here, I miss him terribly." Tonks had found talking softly to the baby greatly calmed her, bringing about a very soothing atmosphere. She rubbed gentle circles on her small bump and let out a soft sigh, "He'll be home soon hopefully, and at least then I can be certain he's safe." She inhaled slowly on their bed, absorbing the comforting scent of sweet chocolate and fresh parchment Remus always smelt of. The corners of her lips tugged upwards forming a smile as she thought about all the times they were going to have together as a family. Her, Remus and their beautiful baby. Yet that didn't stop a small tear from escaping and trailing down her pale cheek as she remembered the violent and dangerous Wizarding war which was occurring beyond their small cottage, terrified of the outcome and terrified for the life their child may have to live if Harry Potter failed in defeating Voldemort. Tonks felt slighting guilty for putting so much pressure on the trio - Harry, Ron, and Hermione - but she was desperate, as any expectant mother would be.

Andromeda Tonks, Dora's mother, was currently staying over at the small but cosy cottage which Remus and Tonks shared together, whilst her husband, Ted Tonks, stayed at home to hold the fort. It was a miracle her father had lasted so long and knew, with a pound of dread, that he would soon have to go on the run before the Ministry of Magic realised Ted had failed to turn up for questioning about his blood status. Her mother, Andromeda, was very beautiful, her brunette hair spilling down around her shoulders in soft waves, adorning her pale complexion. Her dark eyes held warmth, her lips a cherry red matching her rosy cheeks. In essence, one might say she looked like her elder sister, Bellatrix, but he features told otherwise if you looked closely enough. Andromeda was taking care of her only daughter, whilst Remus was away, busy persuading the werewolves underground to join their side in the war. Since the late Albus Dumbledore had sadly passed away, Remus felt as though it was his duty to continue persuading the werewolves, determined to make his late mentor proud. Tonks insisted that he had already succeeded in doing that, but Remus still continued to go underground, plus he argued that the more people that were on their side the better. She had reluctantly agreed but that didn't prevent her from constantly worrying about the safety of her husband.

Her mother arrived at the bedroom door, knocking it gently, "Nymphadora love, can I come in for a second please?"

Tonks quickly wiped away the stray tear on her cheek with the back of her hand, whilst blinking away the wetness in her eyes and grimacing at the sound of her given name which she very much hated.

"Yeah, come in," she replied.

Her mother came in and Tonks knew her mother had immediately seen the solemn look upon her heart shaped face. She also noticed that her mother had let out a quiet sigh as she walked towards her and sat down on the edge of the bed, wrapping a comforting arm around her.

"Don't worry love, I'm sure Remus is fine. He does know what he is doing sweetheart and he'll be home before you know it. Try not to stress yourself out too much, it's not good for the baby," her mother spoke softly.

Tonks adored how supportive her mother had been during Remus's absence and she appreciated it greatly. She really couldn't have asked for a better mother.

"I'll try not to mum," she responded with a small smile.

"That's my girl," her mother chuckled softly as Tonks felt her mother's hands gliding reassuringly through her shoulder length, trademark, bubble-gum pink hair.

"Now, is there anything I can get you love?" Andromeda questioned, changing to a more cheerful tone which Tonks recognised was an attempt to raise her spirits.

"A nice, warm cup of tea would be nice please mum, maybe with some ginger newts on the side?" Tonks grinned, thinking of her former Transfiguration Professor, Minerva McGonagall, who she knew also had a fondness for the treats.

"Of course, dear," and with that, her mother left the bedroom, shutting the door with a faint click on the way out.

Tonks lay back against the headboard of the bed she and Remus shared, thinking to herself. She allowed her mind to wander and explore into a deep and welcoming daydream. She began thinking about how when Remus returned home they could start decorating the nursery for their upcoming arrival. They had decided to paint the nursery a soft, pale yellow due to them wanting the sex of their baby to be kept a surprise. Tonks was currently twenty weeks pregnant and was beginning to show, her stomach a perfect, round shape. Moments later, after escaping into her wonderful daydream, her mother returned with a steaming cup of tea and a plate of ginger newts.

She placed the biscuits and cup of tea on the side table, allowing it to cool down first, watching the scolding steam rising into the air before slowly evaporating.

"Thanks, mum."

"No worries dear, what do you think I'm here for?"

Tonks laughed lightly then hesitated..."Mum, do you think I will be a good mother?"

Andromeda smiled at her daughter as she once again returned to sit beside Tonks, reaching across and placing a hand upon her bump. "There is no way to be a perfect mother, but a billion ways to be a good one and I have complete faith in you darling, you and Remus will be wonderful parents." She rubbed her hand back and forth over the bump as though she believed this would offer reassurance to her daughter.

Tonks returned the smiled, "Thanks, mum. I love you" she replied whilst dunking a ginger newt into her cup of tea, her mother's hand now back in her own lap.

Andromeda bent over and pressed a light kiss against her forehead, "I love you too, darling," and with that, she left the room once more.

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