"For as long as I can." He whispers back in her ear. She begins to let herself submit to the pull of the beautiful world of her subconscious. Where she’s happy and safe, with their husband and young son. Where said husband was so in love with their newborn that he couldn’t stand to be away from him. Ironic, considering how six months ago she would have gotten a little ill at the thought of having a baby, grateful for her muggle contraceptive. Where did the sex dreams go and how did they turn into sneaking-sex-while-the-kids-sleep dreams? 