Pansy winked at Cass, smirking ever so slightly. She wouldn't mind walking in on them. Harry would probably hate it, of course, but she wouldn't mind.
'You would not drop my daughter!' Pansy said, shaking her head. 'You just think you would because you've never touched a small child,' she added, grinning.
Then she shrugged. 'And she'll be standing on her own soon enough....' she said a little sadly. Already Polly was putting her feet down and pushing up when she was in Pansy's lap. Of course, Pansy supported most of her weight by holding her up, but she was trying to balance on her own two feet. Or one. She hadn't quite got the concept of leaving both feet down when she was standing and insisted on trying to pull one up. Maybe she was dancing, Pansy thought.