"I think either way I'll be happy love." Secretly he was going insane, he wanted to know. He wanted to boast he was becoming proud of what was growing inside of Ashlyn. A little girl to dote on or a little boy to teach Quidditch to. Baby names hadn't even crossed his mind yet. The thought of it made him smile. He held her hand easily completely ignoring the third years. It was the best way to handle them really. So what if he felt a little above them?
"Lets go get this done so we can go and eat." Looking around he hoped to spot the seamstress just so he could hurry the process. He hated the process with his mum. Keegan still shuttered at the thought of going into Diagon Alley to be fitted in his first year. "What are you craving love?" He grinned down at her.
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