Sing me a story, laugh me a lullaby

I absolutely love the mini-Dresdens, they are too cute. My favorite part was:

“Hello, horsie,” she said. “My name is Fay. You have a soft nose.” As an afterthought, she added, “Please don’t eat me.”

McCoy chuckled. “Smart girl.”

“We started on the ‘bargaining for one’s life’ lessons as soon as she could talk,” I said.

Only Harry's child could carry off a line like that. I also loved him unable to call McCoy by anything other than sir.
Lovely writing, glad I found this story.