Don't do this to me - not now.

Jenifer. She was coming back. It was like an apocalypse but the world wasn’t going to implode or anything. He didn’t want to see his sister but as Khaat left the room he realised he needed someone to talk to. Rob walked outside into the garden, deciding to abandon breakfast all together. He flicked his wand at the lawn and a pile of wood and tools landed on the green. He was loosing his mind but sitting in and around a load of wood for the rest of the day would do him some good an he knew it. It was just one of those days when the simplest of tasks would give him the most satisfaction.

He got to work pretty quickly and slowly out of the wood came a number of things. A train set which he’d get around to painting, a dolls house version of Hogwarts complete with an Albus Dumbledore model which he‘d also paint, a rocking horse and he was working on a crib when Jenna jumped over the fence and landed gracefully in the flower beds, thankfully missing the tulips.

“Ah, brother. I have missed you so!” she gushed, running over to wrap her arms around her brother’s neck. “So, do tell what’s going on?”

Rob sighed and put his hammer down. He took the nails out from between his teeth and put them down on the bottom of the crib. He sat down next to Jenna on a few piles of wood and he looked up to see her studying him intently. Some when he’d removed his shirt which was becoming slick with sweat and he realised that his sister hadn’t seen that famed tattoo that their cousin had given him when he was otherwise unconscious the day after his graduation.

“That looks fairly sexy but I still don’t understand. However, word on the street is that you are going to be a daddy!” she squealed.
“Can you get any louder?” Rob asked incredulously.
“I can and I will, baby boy!” she laughed. “Now, explain to me… how, when, where, who, what?”
“Jenna I am not mother, I will no tell you exactly what happened because even I’m not sure now.” Rob said irritably.
“Well you could never remember who you did and who you didn’t so do you know this woman’s name?” Jenna asked, babying him slightly.
“Yes I know her name!” Rob said defensively. “You’re just a crazy four foot-nothing pixie that doesn’t know when to keep her nose out of things that don’t concern her.”
“You’re in denial, Robert Andrew Dent.” Jenna said bluntly.

Rob hung his head and dropped it into his hands. He knew he was in denial. The whole thing was just too much for him to comprehend. He didn’t want to be a father at what, 22? He didn’t know what to do. Sure it was a blessing and everything but he felt as if everything he’d ever done and worked for was going up in smoke. He loved Khaat with all his heart but he just wanted a little bit more freedom. Maybe it was just the testosterone talking but he didn’t want to be tied down. No, that really was the testosterone talking.

“Grow up, Rob.” Jenna said seriously. “For your baby’s sake.”
“Jenifer how am I meant to look after a kid? I mean, I know nothing about being a dad! I could be anything but that! Friend, co-worker, a babysitter or a causal caterer that likes to live in the same house because he just likes to cook for people. I know nothing about being the male influence on someone. I’ve grown up with you lot and I just… I feel lost.”
“You’re a wimp.” she hissed. “A bloody coward. Go back in there and apologize for being such an utter bastard to her! You don’t deserve her or that little miracle that one way or another will be part of your life, either through your conscience because you’ve left them or the first thing you want to do when you get home is pick the little thing up and give him or her all the love and devotion you can muster.”
“Jenna…”
“Besides, I’m going to be an auntie and I want to meet my sister!”

The pixie jumped off of the wood and Rob watched as she ran inside, obviously eager to find Khaat and gush for a while before going into food mode. He knew the idiot would spend all day in that kitchen but it was his sister and once you got her going there was only one way to stop her. Tackle her to the floor and handcuff her to something. Rob jumped off of the wood and ran into the house, hoping against hope that Jenifer hadn’t managed to track down his soon-to-be wife.

Robert saw Rob having an encounter with some sort of overly assertive little woman. She rushed into the house, with Rob hot on her heels. Robert stood, unmoved, trying to hide the slight amusement in his face as he sipped on a large mug of fresh tea.

"Can I help you, Miss?" he asked, looking at her and then looking at Rob. He wasnt going to let someone simply pester Khaat. A visitor was fine, but Robert had not figured out whether this young strongwilled woman was a visitor or a pest. He was counting on Rob to clue him in. He looked at Rob.
"She's better, Lad. The metal is gone. The only thing left is getting her strength back, pretty much," Robert told him. "You can stop panicking now."

Finally Miseria managed to come to the Hogsmeade. She just wanted to visit Khaat, just in case. She felt again this strange suffocating feeling in her throat, and usually that was when something had happen to her family or friends. She didn't even knock on the door but entered the house, like it was her own home, and went up to Khaat's room. And there she saw her laying on her bed. Was she sick? She saw Kahterine and Robert downstairs. Something had happen! Why would they be here? And where was Robert Dent? “Um, hi?“ she asked quietly, closing the door behind her.

"Mis!" Khaat was glad to see a friendly face She was also secretely glad she had managed to get dressed and was just lying on the bed and not in it. "Good morning! How are you? Come see me! I am so glad to see somebody who isn't in a bad mood. Rob's really angry with me today. I really messed up last night. "

When Khaat gave her a friendly welcoming words, Miseria smiled at her and came closer. “Oh. What happened yesterday? And why are your parents here?“ she asked and sat down on her bed. Did she do something... what was too dangerous, and that may be the main reason why Robert was mad at her?

OOC: Sorry for short post. I had no ideas what to write.

"I found a really evil magical amulet last night, and I had to keep it away from Vincent. So I took it out in the middle of nowhere and blew it up into teeny tiny pieces. Well, it almost blew me up in the process. When Rob found me, I was barely alive. He called my parents, and they healed the big things. Now I'm just weak from the loss of blood and really sore.

"Rob is really angry. Says I don't trust him. This has nothing to do with whether I trust him or not. I didn't have time to consult with him, really. And my dad also found out I'm pregnant, and I don't think Rob is honestly all that happy about that. I think he'd rather go back to having a whole list of girlfriends and being able to drink in the pubs until he gets drunk. I don't think he really wants to be a dad. I guess I need to think seriously about whether I'm going to have this child or not. Maybe its better for him if I don't."

Miseria gasped and looked away. Khaat was brave, yes, but that was really rude desision from her to destroy this thing by herself. “You should've called me...“ she scowled in disapointment. She wanted to ruin things as well. But as for Robert... she didn't say anything. First of all, she was afraid to disapoint Khaat, and second of all... Robert was right. He was angry in right way. All of them were worried about Khaat.
“And how are you feeling?“ she then asked, managing to skip from this topic to the other.

"I'm fine," Khaat sighed. "The reason I didn't call anybody is because I had Vincent Majere following me with every step I took. I truly didn't have time to call anybody. If I could have, I absolutely would have. He was right on my heels, one step behind me, the whole way. He wanted this thing for himself because of all the power it would have given him. And I didn't want anybody to get it. This necklace killed a 4 year old pureblood wizard girl just by her touching it. How was I supposed to call the people I loved in on that? I had to get rid of it quickly, and Vincent was chasing me to get it."

Biting her lip, Miseria looked away, and nodded. God, this Majere didn't even give her a chanse to live her own life! He will f*ck their brains until they will all commit a suicide. But she felt sorry for this little girl. She would've grow up as a strong witch. But Khaat did the right thing. Strangely she really thought that. Although, it was all so complicated, she made the lives better in this way. No innocent soul will be stolen by this necklace anymore. And Khaat was alive – that was the thing what mattered the most for her. And Robert may be angry as long as he wanted. She didn't care. “Oeh... Vincent would have do this by his own...“ she murmured, but then looked back at Khaat and hugged her. “You are OK and that is all what matters. Damn this Majere and let's live our own lives!“

"You're right," Khaat sighed. "I don't know if Rob and I will ever get back what we had. He is so angry. He does have that right, but I don't think he wants to be a father. Maybe I should go to one of those muggle places and just get rid of this baby so he can go back to living his bachelor life. I want to keep this baby, but I don't want to force him to stay with me because of a baby he doesn't want."