She giggled when Miss Weasley slapped the back of Hugo's head. It was a good move, even if Wren would bet she'd done it before.
"Yes ma'am, I'm his daugher, or he's my father." She hated that about herself, that away from books and what she knew she got shy and tongue tied. "And you're are new librarian." Proof that librarians could be pretty and not shrivled up, mean-spirited crones.
"Hugo was nice enough to invite me. It's a lovely party too." She smiled at him. "I still owe you a real birthday present though." And a thank you to him and her family for all of this, she thought.