She squeezes Ellie's hand. "I'm sorry if it means a bit longer spent pining at each other."

"I'm sure we can find a quiet corner or two."

She pauses, and - "I'm... Not sure I want to go farther than very rarely kissing until we leave, if we are leaving imminently."

Nod nod. "Okay."

Squeeze.

"You're really very good."

"So're you, Fay."

She ducks her head, grinning. "I'll give McGonagall notice she needs to find another Defense Professor, then."

"Great."

Heee.

"It's up to you what we tell the others, too..."

"I'd like if we told Elodie and Bellatrix, at least."

"Pretty sure their age gap is, like, less than a decade smaller, mom's still old enough to be Elodie's mom... So I don't think they'd judge just 'cause of who they are or that they'd have any leg to stand on."

"Theirs is about twenty six years, I think - Bella's four years younger than me, Elodie's about three years older than you two..."

"I'd like to tell my father, too, but - I think by myself."

"If we're going to keep sharing space with Grim - and if he doesn't just move out when Minister Bones makes his pardon and survival public - he should probably know, too... Or we can just shove him into Remus's lap and not have to deal with it."

"Probably should just do that anyway. Those two have waited long enough."

"Fair. I'll meet with McGonagall and then arrange a reunion, then."

"Maybe I can pull out the locked closet trick again."

"Might be a bit overkill."

She giggles. "Alright. I'll wait to see if they start pining, then."

"Howling mournfully when they think no one can hear them."

She giggles. "Moping and sighing as they lay disconsolately on the carpet..."

"So keep an eye out for that sort of behavior."

Giggle. "I will, and I'll only intervene if I detect it."

"That's my nosy wife." She kisses the tip of Anathema's nose.

She giggles and then kisses her wife properly.

"Sounds like we all have stuff to attend to, then..."

"No rest for the wicked."

Kiss. "None at all."