Pansy nodded. 'She has some coats and things that I got her for the trip to Russia,' she said. 'And she brought home a darling little fur coat!' she said with a big grin. Polly looked so cute in that coat!
The idea of playing on a blanket brought up something Miles had said. 'Don't let her become attached to mud?' she said. 'Liam has apparently developed a fascination for the stuff.' Pansy shuddered. Disgusting stuff, really. Cold and oozy and....brown. Bleh!
Pansy shrugged. Banging a spoon on a pot didn't sound so fun, but maybe if you were a baby.... 'A pot on his head?' She looked at Harry quizzically, shaking her head.
She nodded at his ideas. But she ruffled up at being described as lacking in knowledge. 'How do they expect people to learn this stuff?' she pouted. 'You get pregnant and everyone just expects you to know all this stuff that nobody ever thinks to tell you!'