At Zelda’s exclamation, Rowan grinned widely, glad that she could add to her friend’s delight. She wanted to see her expression when she saw the cute matching outfit that her mother had knitted for Orion, but she looked forward to the letter of what she thought of it. At the offer of the child, Rowan nodded, reaching into her bag to hand the file over to Zelda before holding her arms out to Orion.

As she hoisted him into her lap, she cooed softly, hoping that the change of people wouldn’t be too startling to him. “It was a case about a month back. I got called to a situation in London where a wizard had spiked the drinks at a gala for fun — with amortentia, among other magical-inducing qualities —” Here, she nodded towards the file to indicate she’d find more details there: transfiguration charms gone awry, muggles being levitated 50 feet in the air, and one man’s head being turned into that of a bullfrog. What had started out as merely a case of eccentricity on the part of the wizard, devolved into something that would surely have haunted the muggles for the rest of their lives had the MA&C squad not shown up on time.

Bouncing the knee with Orion on it, she paused to give Zelda a chance to look through the file and murmured little sounds at the baby once more, her right hand becoming a fascinating wiggling object for his eyes to follow as it moved through the air.

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