Penelope took Terry's hand and offered him a grateful smile. She wasn't sure if he knew it or not, but he was often very intuitive and was very good at knowing what she needed. Whether it was a her thing or something that Terry was good at doing in general she didn't know, but either way it was a comfort and she gave his hand a squeeze as thanks.
"You know, did we ever come to a conclusion that day we starting discussing which Hogwarts house we thought Ben would be sorted into?" She asked. A few minutes had passed since they'd been discussing the potential Ben had to leap right over some developmental milestones but Terry was good at picking up random conversations and she knew he'd get what she was referring to. "Or are we gunning for another Ravenclaw?"
She looked down to their son, perfectly content with being pushed around and couldn't help but smile. It seemed silly to think of such a thing whilst he was still so small but he was already developing a little personality of his own.
"He's going to look like you, of course, though we can only hope that I've not completely cloned you." She added, trying her very hardest to look terrified at the idea and failing, a playful smile breaking through all too easily.