Neville looked up, and flushed slightly at being caught, "Well, she's definitely a girl. I expect she loves her dolls. It gives me ideas of things to get her someday," he said, rising as he held the little fairy doll still in his hand, "You even got her a fairy. The doll is far nicer than the real thing," he added, holding it out to Hannah.
"Yes, well Muggles have a much more idealized vision of fairies. That one is called Tinkerbell, she's a Disney character." she said as she moved over to him, "And yes, my daughter is most definitely a girl. You haven't even seen her dress up trousseau yet."
He gave a quiet laugh, "No, I have not. But she does have very nice clothes. They always...match," he said as his eyes lit up as she came closer. He wanted to reach for her again but thought she might be getting the whole movie thing set up. He'd seen it before in a friend's house, but thought it highly complicated. He wasn't as familiar with Muggle things, although they were curious to him, "So, should I sit down?"
"Yes, well I do try to match her, though sometimes she refuses, especially if she wants to wear her tutus." she chuckled as she watched him down there with her daughter's toys. She could see him sitting on the floor playing dolls with her. "Come on over to the couch and I'll pick out a movie for us.'
He nodded, and placed the doll back into the toy box, pausing for a moment to pick up the blue fish, "Is this fish a toy as well?" he asked, carrying it with him to the couch as he looked at it, examining the texture of it, seeing the bright smile painted on it, "And really Hannah, whatever movie you want is great with me. I've seen so few of them," he apologized as he took a seat. He realized that he still had his boots on, and he rose, "Let me take these off," he said, to take a seat by the fireplace as he slipped out of them. Satisfied that he wouldn't be tracking dirt all over her place, he went back to take his seat in his socks, looking at the toy still in his hands.
"Yes, it's a bath toy." she said with a small smile, you wind it up and then when you put it in the water, it swims around." she explained as she opened up a cabinet by the small telly, pulling out a couple of movies, looking over them before deciding on a romantic comedy that wouldn't require much concentration just in case they fell asleep or got distracted
"A bath toy? How brilliant!" he said, anew-ed interest in the small item. He did what she said, turning the nob and watched as the flipper part of Dora moved back and forth, "Muggles think of everything. I never played with anything like that in the tub," he said, and then he flushed slightly, "I had little wooden boats and things that floated. Grandad woud make them sail about," he said, growing quiet as he remembered, "He was great, my Grandad. Like your father is, I expect with Livey."
She smiled a little bit, "My father does his best, but it's hard for him." she said, quietly, "I think she makes him think about my mum, she looks like her, you know. And they always talked about how they'd be old with grandchildren running around and now he's alone, so it's hard on him."