"Yeah of course." She has a key. She lets herself in. "Dad!"

There he is, sitting by the fireplace; he gets up to sweep her into a hug. "Miranda! And you must be Karen and Minor -"

"Um, yes Mr Swan."

"It's nice to meet you."

"You too. I've heard a lot about you."

"Mostly good things, I hope."

"Yes, should I be concerned she's leaving things out?"

"I don't think so! There are people who get into lots of duels and lots of detentions and various Forbidden Forest near-death experiences but Miranda isn't really the type."

"There was the one duel."

"Heard about that one."

"After that we learned to just make Michael do it."

"That's his second-eldest brother," Miranda fills in, "the one who filled in for my pet firstie -"

Nod.

"Married with a kid now, which might deter him from getting into duels except for practice with Timothy."

"Him I remember by name," he says to Miranda before she explains.

"And his wife's a Muggle."

"I'm not clear on how magic folk meet Muggles if they aren't related to any."

"Michael was apparently visiting convents looking for girls to hook up with."

"Convents?"

"Yeah. It worked out, though, he and Rebecca adore each other."

"I think maybe she wasn't a full nun."

"There're, like, half-nuns?"

"There's being almost a nun, and then you take vows and you're an entire nun."

"I actually don't know if she was any amount of nun at all when they first met."