"That wasn't a question, that was a statement." Dom rolled her eyes and waddled her way over to her cousin to give a sideways hug, mindful of the kneazle that was still looking for a treat or attention.
"The time difference will make things a bit hazy for you I'm sure, but do you remember Sciymgeour McLaggen, goes by Mac? Gryffindor a year behind me at Hogwarts? He's the father of these two, and for whatever reason-" her expression darkened slightly as she glanced up at the ceiling "-the thing that brought us here didn't send him with me." A sigh and she let herself relax. "We'd been dancing around each other for years, mostly because of me not wanting to commit. We hooked back up during the Winter Solstice Ball last year and well, you can see what happened."
She rubbed her stomach affectionately. "They've been making me miserable for months, but gran will have two new great grandchildren in September." Not that the woman her cousin was named after would know.