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Fourteen Months Old
"Ron, what are you staring at?"
Hermione found her husband blocking the entrance to Rose's bedroom. Looking closer, she realized that he was looking pointedly at the bed that was cozily disposed in the center of the room, where candles emulating Hogwarts' Great Hall's ceiling sent beautiful splashes of glow to the multicolored walls.
But their vibrant girl wasn't there tonight. She was spending the night at the Burrow with her devoted grandparents, who were surely granting her every wish. Spoiling Rose was something to be expected when she spent any time there.
"She is all grown up," he said with a crestfallen expression.
"Rose. She is all grown up."
"Love, she is only fourteen months old
"She doesn't need the bars in her crib anymore. In fact, I think she needs a larger mattress, something more appropriate to her actual size