It was not funny! Daphne saw nothing amusing in her wanting to have a kid. Out of all the people in the world, she figured he'd be serious about ONE thing. A baby. A baby. That's all it was! It was no different that the four animals they already had! Well, maybe. Rather than just leaving food out for the baby, she supposed she'd actually had to feed it, but that was it! Nothing different between a baby and animals. If she could take care of those damned animals, then she'd be okay with a kid.
"Why are you laughing?" she exclaimed, throwing her hands up. "It's not funny, Harry. I'm standing here telling you I want to have a child with you because I love you and there would be no one else in the entire world that I would ever imagine raising a child with. Doesn't that mean anything to you? Other than something you find amusing, which it is not!" She huffed, arms crossed now as she looked at him. Yes, she was probably over reacting, but he had just laughed at her without saying anything.