His wife had fallen into step beside Harry. Though on this night, the pretty French Veela was unusually subdued and quiet; not even the gabby chittering from her best mate and now sister-in-law, Audrey, had been able to rouse her into oohing and ahhing over the baby. Fleur seemed to be in her own head on this evening. Harry guessed it had something to do with Bill – Fleur was more effusive when her husband was around, but he was working late at Gringotts, and had begged off on the festivities.