Ben nodded, again not sure what he could say. He knew he shouldn't linger too long over Nora's crib, or else he might wake the baby, but he couldn't help but run his eyes over it again. He had never had an eye for this sort of thing, and never learned the skill himself, but it seemed neatly made. Not a stitch out of place.

"It's nice," he said again, his voice a little thick. He was aware he was repeating himself, but he didn't know what else to say. He decided to try and make a joke; he was more comfortable with jokes than with heavy emotion. "Though maybe we should have a Slytherin-Hufflepuff one, too. Just in case she doesn't end up following in her parent's footsteps."

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