"Close. I'm twenty-four, and yes, that's pretty much it. I haven't had the time to find a wife, but I will once I'm done with my training." It had always been his excuse when someone asked when he was going to settle down and start a family. How could he think about getting married and having children when he was still a trainee? He didn't have the time for that yet. Wouldn't want to neglect his family from the get-go.
It took a beat for her answer to sink in. He was just a year younger than her, and she was right from the middle of the First War. He didn't know the exact timeline, but he knew that year had to be before she was sent to Azkaban.
"That means you haven't even met my father yet," he remarked. "But he's here, so you will eventually."