She grinned at Pansy, such a sight for sore eyes, when she was greeted. "I know! I hope it's alright that I didn't owl ahead, I wanted to surprise you." She tried not to snap at her that she didn't need a chair- she was pregnant not an invalid, but it really did sound nice.
She followed Pansy and made sure that Marlowe was following her, into the house and to the offered chair. "Thank you darling. Oh, no, a cooling charm isn't nessecary. It's cool compared to Italy," she pointed out with a smile. "I'm not quite used to all of the walking though," she admitted.
She gave Pansy a withering look when she commented on her size. "You're a sweetheart, and thank you, but I'm only three months along. From what I've seen- I'm huge for three months along. I'm certainly huge for me.
"But Pansy, love, I want you to meet Marlowe, my son. Marlowe, this is Miss Parkinson, she's a good friend of mine and Mister Monty's."