"Ooh, lovely!" Parvati squealed happily, a far cry from the proper, queenly Malfoy wife image she had been cultivating in public recently. "And then we'll have such fun decorating! Although, Mum is going to throw an absolute fit when she finds out!"
"What?" The younger sister breathed, staring at the elder in misery, "Don't say that! Men are just wonderful! Handsome and witty - and you promised we'd be able to have a baby around the same time!" She poured a glass of wine for her sister, "Padma, it's your workload which IS the problem! You're gorgeous and vibrant, but much, MUCH too practical."