Harry smiled sadly as she described their children as she knew them. He knew that he would get to experience it too, one day, but there was still something awkward about trying to communicate with three people - five, if you counted Po and Teddy, although Teddy perhaps less so - he ought to know so intimately, but lacked any real knowledge of. He resolved right there to make sure he made the most of his experience here with them - even if it meant camping out on their doorsteps until they would talk to him.
"Even at... eight?" Harry guessed, frowning a little as he tried to remember the exact gap between Al and Lily. It was a lot easier with the boys, since they'd both been born in November.