in-laws

Harry's parents loved me, by the way. He was totally freaking out about me meeting them (he almost cried when I joked about wearing a miniskirt and a see-through top to dinner), but I was a smooth criminal and charmed my way into the fam. Well, I definitely charmed his father; we had arguments about the relative merits of historical fiction and had several very civil discussions about politics. He was a doll. The Mrs was a little harder to crack, but I don't think that has anything to do with me. We did have a lot of fun ganging up on Harry at lunch after AmCath on Sunday, though, so that's something.