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[attr="class","cbody"]Davina truly didn’t mind being at home with Ava Blair. In all honesty, she loved it. More than anything in the world, she had always wanted a family. Being with Griff had seemed like an impossibility for so long that it was almost unbelievable to think that they had finally made it here now. They had found their way back to each other and, as sappy as that sounded, it felt like they had everything that they needed now. Nothing was perfect, of course. She was still without magic, Griff was still pulling more hours at the Ministry than ever before to try to make up for how many people had been impacted by the epidemic as well. But everything was still good.
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She liked every second that she got to spend in this house. He had built it for her, and somehow every day, she was reminded of that in a new and different way. She would gladly stay home and raise Ava Blair and she knew that she would be perfectly happy doing that. Yes, she probably would have been a little happier if she had magic and had the ability to brew. It was something she’d always had—something that she had done even when she had been in the Muggle world. Even when she had mostly left magic behind, she had still brewed. It had just always been a part of her. It had always been something that she’d excelled at. Not being able to whip up a potion to solve any number of ailments or problems was strange to her.
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But she had never thought about doing anything else. She had never thought about getting a job or anything like that. It wasn’t something that she needed to do. Money wise, they were completely fine, and she didn’t feel like her day was wasted at all staying home with Ava Blair and Duke. But sometimes, she still thought about the conversation she’d had with Andromeda, when the woman had tried to convince her to at least do some work for the foundation. She had said that she could have some kind of position if she wanted one, and Davina hadn’t thought all that much about it at the time. But for some reason, it had been on her mind for the past couple of weeks. Maybe she did want to do something. She had no idea just what that would be, per say, but she thought it might be a conversation that was worth having.
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Working at the hospital was something that she’d enjoyed while it had lasted. She didn’t love hospitals, necessarily, but she had always managed to get by. The foundation was not the same thing as working at a hospital though, but there was a chance that she would be able to contribute something there. She didn’t know for sure. She just thought that it was something to think about. Maybe.
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Davina had no idea when Griff was going to be home. With his schedule, sometimes that was a hard thing to figure out. But she had decided that she was going to cook dinner anyway. She’d decided on a chicken stir fry, quite honestly just because it had sounded good and she knew that it would keep relatively well if Griff had to work late.
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And, as it happened, a normal dinner time came and passed, and she had decided to eat on her own. It wasn’t a problem at all—she could honestly not even begin to contemplate how much work it was taking to keep the Ministry going. It was the sole reason why she’d cooked something that was easy to reheat. After she’d put Ava Blair to bed, she decided to head to the back porch with a glass of wine, a blanket, and Duke. It was a nice enough night to enjoy it, and it would be easy enough for Griff to find her when he got home. Then maybe she’d see what he thought about her doing some kind of work for the foundation. If that was what she decided she wanted to do, anyway.
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A little lost

a little found

Waiting on a call from an angel

He knew how much he was working. And he knew that he needed to be home more. But he also knew that they had a Ministry to run. It was a balancing act that he wasn’t terribly good at yet. He was going to figure it out, someday. That’s what he promised himself though. He thought that there was only one way to do that though, and without having magic back, they were still scrambling. There was more stability than there had been before. But there was still so much more that they needed to do. And he was aware that it was more than a little complicated, but without magic, they were doing the best that they could.

And he knew that he was going to have to do whatever it was that they could to keep them treading water. They weren’t swimming. Not really. But they were still treading water, and so long as Malfoy could keep the galleon above water, then they weren’t sinking just yet. Griffith thought that it would be a dark day when they had to admit defeat in that way. But they weren’t there yet, the whole of society hadn’t fallen. And that was better than nothing. It wasn’t great. Not by a long shot. But it was better than nothing, and they would take whatever they could get right now.

Not being there for Davina and Ava Blair was hard on him, but he knew that it would even out. Eventually it would get easier. He had been saying that for months. But he knew that it was true. He was at the Ministry more than he was home. But he thought that it would have to get better. There would have to be something else that they could do. Something that was going to help them balance it all out. There were going to be things that they were going to have to do. There were going to have to be things that were answered for, and he knew that.

No side won when there were compromises. But it was compromises that were the only things that were keeping them adrift right now. People were going to lose. People were always going to lose. All he could hope was that their family was going to manage to stay out of jail. He hadn’t done anything particularly nasty as of late. But he knew that some of his interrogation techniques hadn’t been all that moral when they had been questioning the muggleborns. He knew that they were all guilty of things that they would rather not think about.

Even Davina, who was about as white as the rose could come, had a dark shadow if you knew where to look. No one was innocent anymore. And he had to hope that wasn’t going to come back to bite them in any way. Everything that they had done had been done before the truce that Andromeda had struck up with the Order though. And as much as Griffith didn’t want to think about cooperating with them. They were going to have to do it sooner or later. Later had just always seemed preferable.

Getting home tonight had been later than he had expected too. He had meant to be home for dinner, and things just hadn’t worked out that way. He was home now though. And he stopped in the kitchen to heat up whatever it was that Davina had made for dinner. He had asked Eithne to watch it for him, and let him know when it was ready, and he had headed out to the back porch to find his wife. It was a pretty night, and when she wasn’t in the living room, he thought that the wide back porch of the farmhouse might have been exactly where he found her. Smiling he kissed her temple as he came up beside her, “Hey stranger…”

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[attr="class","cbody"]For a while, she had really been all right with being home. That was what she had choose, in all honesty, when she’d had Ava Blair and she had made the decision not to go back to work at the hospital. She’d always been planning on going back—when she had left for maternity leave, she hadn’t been planning on never coming back to her job as a pharmacist. She had just figured she would wait until Ava Blair was born. But once she’d had her, once she was in her arms, she couldn’t imagine having a job that took her out of the house all day. She couldn’t imagine a nanny taking care of her when she wanted to.
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It was not that she judged women who did have nannies or did work out of the house all day. She didn’t. It was just not something that she wanted to do. She wanted to be with Ava Blair. She wanted to be at home—in the beautiful home that Griff had built for her. If he didn’t mind that she didn’t work, then it was what she had wanted to do. And it wasn’t even that she didn’t work at all. Her job as a potioneer kept her mind occupied. She could create, she could concoct, and send out potions to apothecaries and other places that liked to buy from independent potioneers. It wasn’t like she did nothing all day long. But she got to be hold with Ava Blair, and work from there, instead of being at the hospital all day. It had been the preferable option, in her opinion.
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Davina wasn’t sure that she necessarily wanted to work now, either. At least not in a way that, again, took her out of the house all of the time. Especially with how much Griff worked these days. Ava Blair already did not see enough of her father. She didn’t want to disappear too, that was just absolutely not an option in her mind. But she thought that working in the foundation was an option. Andromeda was well aware of the fact she didn’t want a job that brought her out of the house all of the time. There was a good chance that any job she would give her would involve some work that she could do from home, just because the woman knew her. She wasn’t going to take a job if it was going to be a forty-hour work week away from home. She wanted to keep her mind occupied, she wanted to do something, but she did not want to that bad. Not badly enough to be away from home that much.
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She didn’t even know what Griff would think about it. For the most part, she thought that he would support anything that she wanted to do. But there was certainly a chance that he’d think this was bad timing. That he was gone enough as it was, and that it was better that she was at home. It would be a fair point, if he did try to make it. She would listen to him, obviously. At the end of the day, his opinion mattered to her and she would do what he said if he didn’t want her to take a job right now. She would even probably mostly agree with it. It wasn’t a great time. But if this was a job where she could do a good portion of the work from home, then it wasn’t too bad of a job anyhow. It was worth a shot, anyway.
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There was a chance that she wouldn’t even get to talk to Griff about it tonight. There were some nights when he had to work so late that she was already in bed when he got home—either half asleep or entirely asleep. There was a chance that this conversation would have to wait. If it did, that was fine. There wasn’t any serious rush in it, after all.
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The sound of the door opening was proof that she wouldn’t have to wait though, and her lips curved up into a smile as he kissed her temple. “Hi back. Did you see I made dinner?” She had no idea if he’d eaten the lunch that she insisted on packing him, so it was definitely important to make sure he got dinner.
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