"Go ahead Lucy." Ginny said with an encouraging smile at the little girl, taking a seat on one of the large couches and balancing James on her knees. As usual, he let out a soft little string of babble and she lightly bounced her knees in response to the words.
"I can imagine." she replied to Hannah, chuckling lightly at the face she imagined Neville was making each time Lucy referred to him as 'ill. "Maybe we can all teach her to say Nev instead? Save him a little heartache?"