Re: Kevin and Teddy
"Well, new for some of us," Teddy said with a laugh as he picked up his glass and then smiled to mirror Kevin's because he couldn't help it - the other wizard was simply infectious like that, it seemed. "I am observant enough to have realised that I spent an extraordinary amount of my time looking your way only to be utterly ignored because my fellow Professors always hung about far too much and you couldn't possibly sully your professional image with them. For me, well, I'm already sullied, so it doesn't matter too much."
He looked at his glass while Kevin told him about himself, taking his every word in and musing on it quietly for a moment. "What type of dog?" he asked, wanting to know, and then he smiled again, "I have an older brother. And my father is a muggle. My mother is muggleborn. You, though... I've always thought, well, I've always been interested and I think that the reason why pureblood families produce squibs is because the magic gets bored and needs new blood. So it finds new sources, better conductors that can make it stronger. It chooses the best host which is how we end up with muggleborns." He was blathering again, wasn't he? He checked himself and cleared his throat once he caught himself and held his hands up. "Ignore me and my research. I've wondered about it ever since it was brought to my attention that my father had the ability to see past wards and glamours in spite of the fact that he's just a muggle. I looked back, went quite far, and found a squib in his bloodline. In mine. Related to quite the family, I can tell you, but adopted. But that doesn't matter."