"They don't have to be pregnant to have the mood swings, mate." Miles thought back on Daphne's mood swings. To be honest, he really didn't think she was nearly as bad as Verity, but then they all got used to Verity, and Ginger, and Lettie at school. They all knew when to steer clear of the girls and just go and play quidditch.
"Yes, well Higgs has another monthly problem with dear Ging, doesn't he?" He raised an eyebrow, "You mean Ver's worse than normal? You poor bastard."
He laughed as Montague stuck up for his as yet unborn son. Miles puffed his chest out proudly at the thought of Nigel following any example, and protested. "Hey, you just watch what you say!"
"Children, plural?" he asked in amusement. "Mate, even if you think they are, just remember whose brooms you are going to make them ride. I swear, if I ever find them on anything but one of mine before they are old enough to defend themselves against my hexes, I'll be revoking our friendship."