"Don't tell the others, but you've always been my favourite aunt," she said with a small smile. She didn't mind the attempts at humour; it was more or less a Weasley thing, and it felt like ages since she'd really smiled.
She paused after pouring the tea, still holding the kettle midair. "It's not that," she said, though part of it was. "I mean, my mum's here to help as much as I need, and my dad was here before, and Teddy's with her sometimes, too." A knot formed in her throat, and for a moment, it was hard to breathe. "And Kitty - Kitty's wonderful. A little shy around people she doesn't know and fussy when she's tired or hungry, but I think that's all normal."