Her eyes would close, and he would lay her back in her crib, asleep. He'd turn to leave, and almost run right into her. He'd jump, but manage to keep quite. He'd frown at her, giving her a curious look.
She frowned. "I don't remember many of the details... it involved fire... and the veil in the Death Room... people I knew who have died, and people I love who are still alive... all I know was that in the end I was somehow torn to pieces."
"I discussed the nightmares and other vivid dreams with Mary. She speculated that I'm having emotional dreams because dreams are a natural way of releasing emotion, and I'm not really releasing emotion when I'm conscious."
No words of apology seemed appropriate when she was still hiding so much. If she took the time to look, a pang of sorrow was knocking- she just wanted to disappear into his arms away from the darkness. "I..." She couldn't admit anything about the fortress. "I've been working on a simulation potion. One that allows you to battle your worst fears."
He'd sigh, shaking his head. "...and we're back to you experimenting with magic that you should be leaving alone. Have you been doing that while at Mary's too, since I know it hasn't been at the Office?"
She nodded. "Mary has no idea. It's still early stages- I haven't even begun brewing the potion yet." All of that was a lie. It was not being done at Mary's, and her first trial potion was currently brewing, but not yet tested.
"I mean exactly what I just said. We're back to the keeping secrets and lies...and who knows what else you're doing. I would have thought having a baby to take care of would have opened your eyes about this...but apparently not. ...maybe this will have a bigger effect."
"No, I have to destroy it all now before I change my mind." There was a bit of fear in her eyes as she turned to go- she wasn't sure how to destroy the whole place, save Fiendfyre. She had done her job too well.