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A cot and a bassinet? Well it wasn't necessary if you couldn't afford it, but Dora would be able to afford it, even if it was gifted to her. Clem would buy her a bassinet if need be, she wanted this little Prince or Princess well looked after because he or she was going to be little Alec's playmate! They would grow up together, be in Slytherin together and have just a wonderful childhood. Perhaps one day, if Dora had a daughter, they'd get married and have a family of their own, although Clem doubted they'd be so fortunate as to have children that fall in love, but it didn't matter, love would just be an extra bonus, what was important was that these children were going to be a chance for Clem to keep Dora in her life. She'd noticed already that her childless friends that had been so excited for her pregnancy and had promised to visit as soon as the baby was born, had barely seen him. Clem had the urge to smash their faces into the nearest wall but in order to do that they'd have to come visit or give her a good time to go visit them.

"Of course! You can have the bassinet anywhere in the house then, set baby down in whatever room you're in and when it's not in use just set it in the corner," Clem moved over to her right, "Just here." She smiled and sighted. It was lovely having a baby - tiring, but lovely. "There's so much potential in here," She said, looking about the room and then over to Dora again. "I can't wait to see it all done up. Pink for a girl and blue for a boy?" She asked wondering if Dora would stick to the more traditional colours or if she'd go with something new and different. Clem was certain that if Dora had a daughter then there would be pink absolutely everywhere and for a boy it was anyone's guess, perhaps she'd go with a nice turquoise or gold and grey of some kind. Either way Dora would have it absolutely stunning once she knew what she was going to go with.

Tag: Euphadora Rose Parkinson
Words: 369
Notes: <3
Outfit: Mama and Baby

Clem happily followed Dora to another room while her friend told her of all her visions for her new home. Clem admired Dora's optimism, it was uplifting and made Clem happy to know that her friend was doing well. Pregnancy was a hectic time. All those hormones were intense. You never really thought they were affecting you until you did something outrageous, like cry over a run in a pair of tights you weren't even wearing, or feeling sick at the mention of anything with eggs as the main. Clem had had what she'd considered a relatively smooth, easy pregnancy, but looking back she could certainly see more now of how the hormones had affected her then rather than when she was in those moments. "You should run your own little business. I've always thought you'd make an excellent party planner or something of the like. You have a flare for wonder and sparkle that could make even the sourest of wealthy old bitches smile." She grinned, "And dildos in every party bag, I'm sure." She smirked.

Clem very much enjoyed being taken on Dora's little vision of what she hoped her home would be. Clem had no idea if the witch would ever get herself her grandma's plates and what have you, but if she didn't then perhaps in the meantime Clem could gift her something, just so it wasn't empty and so Dora wouldn't feel like a part of her was missing every time she looked upon the empty shelving. Dora put on such a strong front but Clem was aware she was more fragile under the surface than she'd ever willingly admit and that was okay, Clem would allow her friend her pride.

Clem took Alec back into her own arms when he began to fuss and then began to holler. She shh'd and patted him until he settled back to sleep and then moved around the house, the chatter of them women and the movement of the walking helping him drift off into a deeper sleep once the'd left the fresh air of Dora's patio. As they went up the stairs Clem thought Alec was going to wake again but the precious little babe stayed asleep and Dora showed Clem around, stopping at an empty room that was a lovely size. "Such an incredible space though, Dor!" She commented, "So much potential. Decorate it and then colour it when the baby arrives, lots of pink for a Princess and powder blue for a little Prince!" Clem walked around the space, getting just over half way into the room and turning about, looking up and absolutely everywhere the she could. "Cot, comfy rocking chair, bassinet, rug, bookcase." She sighed, happily imagining what could be, "You're going to have this place looking incredible in no time." Clem knew Dora was going to do an absolutely spectacular job of decorating this room, if anything this was going to be the room she outdid herself on because Dora lived to show off, it was just in her razzle dazzle nature, and Clem for one would gladly see Dora gloat at what a superb job she'd do on the nursery room.

Tag: Euphadora Rose Parkinson
Words: 530
Notes: <3
Outfit: Mama and Baby

Clem thought the home was just perfect for Dora and her little bub, whenever he or she would make their way into the world. Clem was grateful that she had Lucian to help out and that they had supportive family that wanted to help with the baby by spending time holding and rocking him to sleep, buying numerous gifts and simply showering their baby in love. Two uncles and four aunts, both sets of grandparents and a house elf. The baby was loved and adored already and Clem had found adjusting to parenthood rather easy but she knew it was because of the support she had, she had no idea how Dora would manage as a single mother, no siblings to gush over the new addition to the family, a heartless mother, a dead father, no house elf, no funds for a nanny and most significantly - no partner. Clem had no idea how Dora was going to cope doing it alone. She'd offer as much support as she could but there was no telling how well she could help Dora out, how often she could visit, she would still have Alec to care for so visits wouldn't be as often as she liked but she would certainly make an effort and she hoped Dora would still pop around to hers, whether invited or not.

Making their way to Dora's Purple Room, Clem took it all in. The large mirror was perfectly Dora and the urns were totally creepy but completely Dora's business. She spoke of her father like they had a loving relationship but everyone under the sun was aware that Dora's parents could be considered absentee at best, abusive at worst. Clem just thought they were total dicks but as it was, nobody ever said anything, you just went about your business ignoring the business of others until it became your business. "You're going to have this place absolutely perfect in no time!" Clem grinned. "And that purple is just beautiful." Dora had spectacular taste and it was going to show. "You're not expecting too much of yourself, are you?" She asked wanting to make sure that Dora wasn't pushing herself too hard, she was pregnant and had just moved home, there was such a thing as doing too much, Clem knew from experience, only she had Lucian to worry about her and slow her down, the best that Dora had was Fin and he was more than likely oblivious to a pregnant woman's needs and abilities.

Tag: Euphadora Rose Parkinson
Words: 418
Notes: <3
Outfit: Mama and Baby

'Interesting' was certainly a word for what this visit might be. Not necessarily the one Clem would use for this afternoon but then what could she do about it really? So many people wanted to meet little baby Alexander and Clem was more than happy to go around from family to family, introducing their heir in a more intimate manner. They had plenty of people come to visit but occasionally Clem liked to leave the home, get a bit of fresh air and change her surroundings. She wanted to be an active mother in the life of her children, she'd had active parents in her life and she'd turned out wonderful, Lucian too for that matter. They had a precious little darling that was all theirs and Clem couldn't imagine handing him off and barely ever seeing him. The thought was quite preposterous to the witch. She was going to have plenty of help with her child as he grew but she didn't want him to be uncertain of who his mother was, she didn't want to be like the high classes that gave their children away to nannies and house elves all the time.

It didn't take long before footsteps could be heard approaching. Clem looked up to Lucian with a supportive smile and then looked ahead to the doorway. Rodolphus and Meadowes appeared together like a happy little couple. Well he looked happy, rather smug actually, whereas Dorcas kind of looked as though she had a face like a slapped arse. Well this was going to drag, she thought as Roddy greeted Lucian and then herself. She chuckled a little, giving a rather feminine laugh before Aurora bounded in loudly, demanding to hold the baby. Clem chuckled at her pure excitement. So sweet but so loud. Clem shielded the baby's ears a little and apparently Meadowes saw fit to speak up in the place of her mother. Interesting. Clem's gaze shifted from Dorcas to Aurora and she smiled brightly at the darling princess, "Come and sit next to me," She patted the space on the sofa next to her, "Get nice and comfy then let me know when you're ready and you can have a little cuddle." She suggested, figuring that being able to hold the baby would help calm the overly excited child, and if not then they could try something else to keep Aurora happy and Alexander asleep.


Tag: Lucian Angelus Marcel Burke and Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange and Dorcas Amilie Meadowes
Words: 402
Notes: <3 Alexander Burke
Outfit: Gonna enjoy this!

Everyone had made motherhood sound so impossibly bad. Clem was finding herself well rested and doing well through the post-pregnancy hormone haze. Sure she was still forgetting a few things here and there and she still wasn't as quick thinking as she had been pre-pregnancy, but all that would lift eventually, right? Right. That was what she kept telling herself because honestly, things were going so wonderfully that they had to just keep on going so well. Lucian was a wonder, ever day he did his part in their son's life. Every day he found a little time for her too and she'd been told not to expect anything at all from her husband! It was going exceedingly well for the couple. They worked almost in sync with one another and Clem was able to bathe, get dressed, sort out her hair and makeup, feed the baby, get him changed and dressed to go out all while fielding owls from work and arranging play dates for baby Alexander, not that he was aware of anything beyond his reach at this point. Right now all he ever did was sleep and eat and she wasn't even sure he realised he was born.

Taking the carriage to Dora's was swift and safe. Alexander barely made a peep and before she knew it they were outside of Dora's new place. Clem couldn't help but notice how very similar it was to the place Dora's parents had once owned, before Dora's mother had to sell it once she'd lost her husband and son. How terrifying really. Poor Rebekah, and poor Dora for that matter. Clem was so pleased to still have her parents and her siblings, to have a wonderful husband, a beautiful son and never to have to worry about her financial needs. She had some of her own gold saved away, mainly from working at the ministry. She'd never really needed the gold her job paid, her parents were well off enough to support her and her now husband was even more well off meaning she didn't actually have to work at all really, but she would return to it soon enough, she wanted to play an active role once more in the war that was slowly ticking on, day by day by day.

Turning her head up at the sound of a voice calling day Clem smiled and let herself in to Dora's place. Her yappy little dog came running up, nails clicking against the hardwood floorboards. She was fast and full of energy, barking away. "Shh, Mimi, shhh!" She scolded the dog, waving her hand trying to shoo it. Alexander started to stir a little, grizzling in his sleep at the loud noise the dog was making, "Let the little one sleep, puppy." She told it, not really having any idea how smart Dora's dog was. Stepping to the side of the pram, Clem reached down and pulled out her little bundle. She walked, bounced and shh'ed to keep her baby from waking, exploring the house a little for herself as she kept her baby sleeping, Mimi no longer barking gleefully at their arrival, thank Morgana!

Tag: Euphadora Rose Parkinson
Words: 526
Notes: <3
Outfit: Mama and Baby

With the details Dora was able to give, the story of which she was able to tell, Clem was completely gone. She wanted nothing more than to be able to ounce her husband and her hormones, as wild as they were, seemed very convincing right now that if she didn't screw her husband she might actually explode, and not in the good way. She'd burst into a million pieces, splattered all over the walls, floors and her good friends. Not to mention she'd ruin the afternoon tea set out for them. Merlin that was something else about pregnancy for Dora to enjoy, one way or another, her tastes were going to change. Clem had experienced some bizarre cravings and, to his credit, Lucian had indulged her anyway that he could help. Clem felt exceedingly lucky to have a husband as decent as Lucian, she only wished Dora could find someone for her, or at least someone to help her raise the child she was carrying. It wasn't going to be easy being a single mother in their world, they were practically outcasts and Dora already had it rough enough. Clem wouldn't let it happen. She'd cling to Dora as much as she could and she knew Fin would be the same. Together they could keep Dora in high society for as long as Dora wanted or until she found herself an incredibly wealthy pureblooded husband.

"So true," she sighed, knowing it was shallow to obsess over a name, but honestly, Clem was dying to know. She wanted to round all these men up and compare the child to them. She knew that was ridiculous and would never work even if she could gather everyone. Chances were the baby would come out looking like Dora, after all Dora had come out looking exactly like her mother only with better, less frightful hair and fashion sense. "I'll assume it was Moreau. Wealthy wizarding family, beautiful faces, amazing hair." She giggled, getting all excited again. "I bet they're super pure as well. You'll have the purest baby and you can shove it in the faces of those stuck up cows." She laughed, obviously meaning Lilith but she couldn't speak ill of her sister in law, not when this was also her husband's home. Lucian was very good to her and she was not going to disrespect his family. Not this time around at least.

Tag: Euphadora Rose Parkinson
Words: 401
Notes: <3
Outfit: Plus a bump!

Getting to the hospital was what Clementine could only describe as 'uncomfortable' She couldn't get up and move around and she knew that if she kept pulling the coach over to walk off her contractions then they'd never get to the hospital and she'd have their baby, their first born child, on the side of some dirty road! She was never going to let that happen and so while Lucian tried to help her feel more comfortable it only became awkward.

Eventually they arrived at the hospital and Clem was taken to her room. She paid no attention to it as she walked about. She had no idea of who was coming and going, the only thing she care about was Lucian. He was in her presence and he was a calming influence. He encourage her to breathe and his touch was soothing. The contractions were still coming in intense waves but she was able to manage them as she focused on his voice, his touch and his scent.

The hours went by and Clem grew tired and she'd lost all pretence of modesty, losing her clothes and the hospital robe, irritated by anything touching her skin. She'd crushed Lucian's hands countless times, alternated between resting against the bed, walking around, laying on her side and going on all fours. Eventually the time came and the urge to push was overwhelming. She heard a female voice speaking to her, positioned somewhere behind her as she rested her head on the pillow, still on all fours on the bed. She was told to breathe, nice and deep. She groaned as another contraction came, pulsing across her stomach and round her back, forcing her to push. Contraction after contraction, pushing after pushing she knew her baby was coming closer to the world but she couldn't take the time to enjoy that thought. Another contraction hit, her body trying to expel the baby while the matron urged her to just breath slowly. Soon the head was out. One more contraction and the body followed. The matron passed the baby up through Clem's legs as she turned to sit on the bed. The little darling cried and Clem held the slipper blue thing against her chest, looking down at it in absolute amazement. Their child was here. She'd done it, she pushed her baby into the world and there it was, on her chest, crying with eyes tight shut, getting pinker and pinker by the second as it took more and more oxygen into its lungs. Someone had pulled a blanket up over her bent legs and she looked up at Lucian, smiling beyond belief before she looked back at their child as she rubbed her hand over its back, shhing and pulling the blanket up over them, forgetting to even check to see if they had a son or daughter because right now, it didn't even matter to Clem, she was entirely in love with someone she'd just met for the first time in her life.


Tag: Lucian Angelus Marcel Burke
Words: 503
Notes: <3
Outfit: Nakie! xD