She smiled. "Time's have certainly trained. In my time, it doesn't matter if you're training to become Minister of Magic, you would still be married by the time you turned twenty one. But I don't want to bore you." She smiled over her shoulder at him before going back to looking at the vials on the shelf.
"No, I haven't. From where I come from, Cissy, Narcissa, isn't even pregnant yet. What is his name? Your father?"