Lisa laughed and shook her head, pulling out her wand and transfiguring the stool to Lavender's height. "Sit," she ordered, and when the woman did, she then spelled the stool back to bar height. "Better?" She asked, her eyebrows arched as if to say 'I got you, don't doubt me.'
"And as for the chips, I say eat what you want. Your husband is happier with every pound, convinced it's a boy who's going to run Quidditch at Hogwarts and come out 6 feet tall and riding a broom, so enjoy yourself," she laughed, but it was true - Lisa had never seen a more changed man than a married and father-to-be Cormac McLaggen.