Edgar looked about at the dishes, the general disarray, and the horrified happiness on the face of his pretty, neglected wife, Edwina . . . and something went snap! inside his mind. "Kids. House. Now!"
Eddie, Emma, Ernest, and Evangeline tumbled through the doorway, bringing more mess with them.
"Da?" asked Emma, always the bravest.
Edgar jerked his head in Edwina's direction while rising from his chair. "Congratulate yer Mum," he ordered, his Squib chest filling with pride. "She just got her Hogwarts letter, and by Merlin, we're going to sort ourselves out so that she can go to school!"