A meteor shower felt like a good, family-friendly place to take Gwenog — even if Art had found astronomy boring for most of his Hogwarts career. Meteors were interesting. He wanted Gwenog to be smarter than he was, and if producing an interest in astronomy could help her get there, then he was happy to do it.

She'd listened through the lecture, had watched some of the meteors, and then, because she was only five-and-a-half, fell asleep curled up on the picnic blanket Art had brought with them. Art tucked her hair behind her ear and leaned back on the blanket; this wasn't his idea of a perfect evening, but he was not in any particular rush, and he wanted Gwen to have good memories of it even if she fell asleep.

It didn't take him long to start people watching; it didn't take him long to spot her. "Evening!" Art called out; he waved. "Ben's sister." He'd met November before, but this was the shortest way to greet her.