This was possibly the worst and most embarrassing situation she'd ever been in in her entire life. And to think it was caused by a little boy. She hoped desperately that he could keep his mouth shut, but she knew that it would probably be unavoidable. At the very least, Millicent and her little half blood would hear about it.
It helped a bit that Miles was agreeing with her every word, and then trying to get him to leave.
And to think that she had thought that asking about babies in the first place was bad. Her heart was still beating rapidly from the whole exchange, and she felt unnaturally stressed.
Daphne nodded at Miles' suggestion to ask the house elf for a milkshake. "I'm sure he'll make you any flavor you'd like."