She smiled at the gentle touch and kissed her mum's palm, but the tender moment only lasted a few instants, before she was talking again, and obviously her mum knew her well enough to concentrate on the important facts, like the fact that she was monogamous. "I KNOW!" she said, sounding as shocked as her mother. "He never asked, which is the only reason why I'm doing it. I still don't get the point, but it means something to Alastor. You know him, he's so traditional," she said, grinning.
"You won't believe what happened. His brother came back and fell for one of Molly and Arthur's sons. Oh, and we fought three wars against the same bloody maniac. We won all three times, but he keeps coming back," she said. "Oh, he's dead now. The war ended in October and today is 9 December."
She nodded. "Yes, and you were there throughout, so I'll just have to tell you what you're missing. How old are you, by the way? And Margot is fine and yes, she's older too. She came back from the same day."