[ Wonderful! Following him in, she'll shrug off her old school cloak and hang it up, before telling Helga to stay at the entry hall. The wolf dog understands without question and sits, tail wagging behind her. She pulls her wand out from a pocket and there's an amused sound at the words: Peter told me you used a wand? She holds it up for him to see at that. ]

I do, yes. Although wandless magic is a form of magic in my world, it's very advanced — I can only do a little. [ Which comes in the form of a lot of practice, and even then the most she can manage is to light a few candles. ]

Peter's just saying that because I'm his girlfriend. He likes to say nice things about me. [ Not that she minds, she finds she very much likes it to hear nice things said about her. The last few years have been a bit of a change, considering. It took a bit of getting used to. ]

That's quite fair. [ She smiles politely. One would have plenty of questions in the face of a new topic, that's natural. ] I quite like questions. Maybe just go for anything that pops into your mind, I'm an open book. No question is too silly.

[ She motion to one of the doors, she's happy enough to start with either room downstairs and just make her way round the house. ]