"Well, Orla Quirke--d'you know her?--she lives next door. I reckon she can keep an eye on the house for the week we're gone." He smiled. "But if you happen to patrol, I wouldn't object if you made certain things were alright. The shop, too. I think that Eleanor's brother, Henry, is going to work for her that week."
Sam came back with their smoothies before Ernie could ask Kingsley anything further. He paid for their drinks, earning an eyeroll from Sam, and took a long drink. Tropical. Which made him think of Jacuzzis. And honeymoons. And tans.
As soon as Sam was out of earshot, Ernie turned to Kingsley. "Did she say she doesn't want to marry you? Or that she doesn't want to get married period? Why can't she have a family? You're not that old." He shook his head. "I can't speak for Ron, but I didn't mean it like that when you told us." Bowling seemed as if it were ancient history now. "We were just...never mind. Things like that...they don't really matter, Kingsley. What's important is how you feel about each other, that you can trust each other. Trust me, I've learned that the hard way."
"I've met Orla. Fell right into my arms," Kingsley chuckled. "Literally. She tripped and I caught her. I might not be patroling much longer but I'll be sure to pass by both the house and the shop anyway. I'm considering going back to the Aurors full-time." There. He said it out loud. Maybe now he could finally exorcise the idea or accept it.
Kingsley nodded. "I think 'I just want to shag you, not marry you' is pretty clear. She does want children, Ernie. She wants me too. She just doesn't want to marry me." Bugger all, the young man had to go and bring up trust too. He'd be damned if he brought that can of worms up in here though.
"The Aurors?" Ernie hadn't ever thought of Kingsley going back to the Aurors full-time. The man seemed so content with his adult education and his farming and delivering groceries to the older people of Stoatshead. But he had other, more pressing issues to discuss.
"Wait," he said, feeling confused. "Does she want to have your children? And you didn't answer my question about her being against marriage in general." He may have been a bit snappish on that last bit, but he hated not understanding something. He made a face and apologized. "I understand wanting to be married, I do. When Eleanor turned me down when we thought she was pregnant, it hurt. But maybe Susan doesn't feel like marriage is as important as you do?" he offered.
"Keep it down, Ernie. Susan would flay me with a rusty knife if she heard this being discussed around Stoats. You have to keep this to yourself too." Kingsley pinned him with a look that meant he was serious about that. "Look, I can't tell you what all she thinks. You know what it's like getting that one to tell you anything she doesn't want you to know." Kingsley consider that, "Maybe. I know she cares about me. I know she wants kids -- and again you keep that to yourself -- she'd be happy to have mine. I'm just not sure I'm comfortable with that not bein' married, you know."
Ernie gave Kingsley an apologetic look. He hadn't meant to get so loud. "Have you told her that? That you want to get married?" he asked in a much quieter voice. "Or has she just told you what she wants? Because that doesn't seem very fair. Relationships are two-way, Kingsley. At least the good ones are." He smiled wryly. "I...er..." He glanced around to make sure no one was in earshot. "I've been seeing Orla...er...professionally."
"I don't rightly know if I want to get married. I just think that if there are kids that are mine... well I should be." Kingsley didn't know if he wanted to talk about this with anyone, but he reckoned Ernie would be a decent choice if he had to. "Maybe if I knew she wanted to marry me it might be different. I don't want to be married only because of babies. I don't know if I want to be married at all. Only thing that I do know for sure is that I don't want kids growing up not having a real father."
Ernie grew quiet at Kingsley's last statement and he concentrated on his drink for a long moment. Finally, eyes still firmly fixed to the bar, he said, "Just because a man and woman are married doesn't guarantee that the children have a real father, Kingsley. My parents were married..." He cleared the lump from his throat.
"I sincerely doubt that you'd not be a father to your children. Regardless of whether or not you're married." He shook his head. "I dunno that I'm the best person about whom to talk about this. Frankly, I'm still frightened by the thought of having children." He gave a small shake of his head.
Kingsley just nodded. "Yeah. There are all kinds." The only amazing father Kingsley had ever known was Arthur Weasley, not that there weren't others, but he'd never really known any of them.
"You aren't the only one, mate. Children don't scare me when they're other people's, not that I want one thrust in my arms, but the thought of one of my own is terrifying." Kingsley shook it off and changed the subject. "So what do you think of your new job? Like it here?"
Ernie decided to take Kingsley's lead in changing the subject. While he was getting better, the subject of children was one that he and Eleanor hadn't quite tackled yet.
"I do like it. The paperwork I could do without, but I like talking to clients. I seem to do alright at it too. We definitely have more members than when I started. Don't know if I want to do this forever. But I haven't quite figured out what I might want to do." He shrugged. "Wedding first, I reckon."
"Paperwork is always a pain. Glad you're enjoying it enough. You know the Ministry is still lookin' for good people. Although if you hate the paperwork, that probably isn't a direction you'd want to take. I'm considering going back to Auror force full-time. There are still farm chores and things, but with winter coming on I really only need to help Susan a few hours a day."
He shrugged at Kingsley's suggestion of the Ministry. "Aurors full-time? I'd reckon that Mr. Robards is happy to hear that." Running his fingers over a scratch on the bar, Ernie said, a little wistfully, "You were good at that, being an Auror, I mean."
"For a long time, it was all I ever wanted. It's more complicated now but... yeah... I've been thinkin' about it. If I go back I want it to be on my terms. I want to setup a formal training program like we used to have." Kingsley was firm about that. There'd be no getting him back full time if he was just going to be a glorified security guard.
"I think...that's a good idea. A more formalized program," he said awkwardly. Part of him wondered if he would be any good at being an Auror had he had the proper training. It was too late for that now as he was certain that Eleanor would never agree to him returning to the Auror force.
Sam came back with their smoothies before Ernie could ask Kingsley anything further. He paid for their drinks, earning an eyeroll from Sam, and took a long drink. Tropical. Which made him think of Jacuzzis. And honeymoons. And tans.
As soon as Sam was out of earshot, Ernie turned to Kingsley. "Did she say she doesn't want to marry you? Or that she doesn't want to get married period? Why can't she have a family? You're not that old." He shook his head. "I can't speak for Ron, but I didn't mean it like that when you told us." Bowling seemed as if it were ancient history now. "We were just...never mind. Things like that...they don't really matter, Kingsley. What's important is how you feel about each other, that you can trust each other. Trust me, I've learned that the hard way."
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Kingsley nodded. "I think 'I just want to shag you, not marry you' is pretty clear. She does want children, Ernie. She wants me too. She just doesn't want to marry me." Bugger all, the young man had to go and bring up trust too. He'd be damned if he brought that can of worms up in here though.
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"Wait," he said, feeling confused. "Does she want to have your children? And you didn't answer my question about her being against marriage in general." He may have been a bit snappish on that last bit, but he hated not understanding something. He made a face and apologized. "I understand wanting to be married, I do. When Eleanor turned me down when we thought she was pregnant, it hurt. But maybe Susan doesn't feel like marriage is as important as you do?" he offered.
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"I sincerely doubt that you'd not be a father to your children. Regardless of whether or not you're married." He shook his head. "I dunno that I'm the best person about whom to talk about this. Frankly, I'm still frightened by the thought of having children." He gave a small shake of his head.
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"You aren't the only one, mate. Children don't scare me when they're other people's, not that I want one thrust in my arms, but the thought of one of my own is terrifying." Kingsley shook it off and changed the subject. "So what do you think of your new job? Like it here?"
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"I do like it. The paperwork I could do without, but I like talking to clients. I seem to do alright at it too. We definitely have more members than when I started. Don't know if I want to do this forever. But I haven't quite figured out what I might want to do." He shrugged. "Wedding first, I reckon."
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