A loud laugh explodes out of Nymphadora, and she covers her mouth to muffle it when half the crew blinks over in their direction. "Oh, sweet Merlin," she replies, still laughing, "have we ever. We're grand at fighting, he and I. Mostly it's just bickering, sort of mid-level arguments. But we've had some really good ripping rows." 'Dora scratches her nose reflectively. "I s'pose the worst was a couple of years ago -- I was pregnant with Anthony at the time. I kept something from him, something I knew would only upset him, that he'd take the wrong way. Of course he found out, and he was just-- it was pretty awful."