"Thank you," Harry said politely, still grinning as he handed the wand back. "I'd like that." He squinted sideways up at Albus, remembering his former confusion before he'd been so expertly distracted. He wondered if it was really possible that he, Harry, could be Albus' dad. Somehow this made a lot less sense than anything else so far, even knowing that Ginny came from a long way in the future. His eleven year old mind was just not geared to imagine having children of his own. Especially since he wasn't sure what it was like to have a dad, let alone be one. He decided to ask Ginny about it.