"I don't like Teddy," Aurora mumbled, crossing her arms and pushing back into the sofa cushions. Draco chuckled and scooped his daughter into his lap. The only reason she didn't like Teddy was that he was four years older than her and was in a phase where he didn't like to play with girls. A phase, Andromeda had assured them, would be followed by another phase in a year or two where he would very much like to play with girls.