She smiled softly, kind of liking his story. It was sweet, and she couldn't help but smile a little and reach to smooth out the front of his suit, touching the little buttons.
"Oh, that doesn't matter. It's sweet," she said, pulling her hands away. She didn't want to talk about his parents, as nice of a story as it was, and as curious as she was to know what house they were in- she was sure now that they were in Gryffindor, since she suspected that he might have been a Gryffindor himself. What she really wanted to do now was kiss him, and she didn't think talking about his parents would help him along in finally doing it. "But we're not going to talk about them the entire time, are we?"