Chaos and anarchy. Roger vaguely remembered mentioning something like that to Jemma last week when he'd spoken with her about Emmeline growing up. The statement had never rang more true than at this moment ( Read more... )

Roger was trying not to be late. He'd spent at least half an hour the night before promising his girls that he'd be able to pick them up from day care and that he'd actually be on time this time. It might not always be his fault when practice ran over as they got closer to matches or other events, but it was hard to explain that to the bright, ( Read more... )

After they'd done the home visit with Chelsi, there had been a small amount of paperwork that involved giving her their references and then reading over the home study she'd completed and sent to them. There were classes that they were meant to be doing that hadn't started yet. Chelsi had promised those could be waived and fast tracked if there was ( Read more... )

Roger was finally starting to feel like he could breathe again. It was only in fits and starts, coming along in waves. He'd had a lot of sleepless nights, even though Maeve didn't leave Lily alone with him very often. That probably had something to do with his stress level. Everything that was supposed to be working out in his life wasn't. Things ( Read more... )

After making the decision to adopt, Roger and Lavender had met with an agency that specialized in magical adoptions as opposed to Muggle. Roger was glad Lavender had been able to find the place. Until the first woman they had met with - a harried looking, middle-aged woman named Geraldine - mentioned the positives and negatives of the different ( Read more... )

Roger had left practice to set things up. Everyone knew he was a fan of gestures and doing things in a big way that were still intimate. It was an inherent part of his personality at this point. There was no way he wasn't going to utilize it with Lavender. After all, this was their first Valentine's Day since they got back together and the first as ( Read more... )

While they'd had a fairly out of control fight - possibly in spite of that - Roger had gone ahead with their plans to look at a few properties. He'd taken the advice of both his accountant and manager when selecting a real estate agent and giving her a few specifications ( Read more... )

Maybe they had rushed through the wedding and had a surprise reception, but the honeymoon they were absolutely doing correctly. The timing had been perfect, and an entire week alone with Lavender was the absolute best thing Roger could think of at the moment. It was a fantastic location that he hadn't been able to properly appreciate in the past, ( Read more... )

Try as he might to focus on the view of London from his agent's wide, wall-to-wall windows, Roger could only block out so much. He'd been through a lot with this woman, but he'd never heard her quite so ... shrill. Including the time he'd been personally escorted right out of Ireland. Then again, no one had known who he was at the time, him being ( Read more... )

When he first woke up that morning, Roger had buried his face in Lavender's hair and tried to hide from the stripes of sun that were sneaking in through the curtains. Slowly, things had come back to him. Through the feelings of a hangover tugging at the edges of his awareness, Roger remembered celebrating with Lavender - giddy that the ( Read more... )