Harry nodded. "He is, yea," he said, as he shifted his position slightly, leaning back in the chair. Absentmindedly, he ran his hand over the short hairs on his head, before letting it rest on the back on his neck for a moment. "I'm doing my best not to get any overnight shifts, but he spends the night with someone maybe twice or trice a month."<br/>With slow movements he let his hand fall, to instead rest his forearms against the armrests, folding his hands in front of him. A soft grin appeared on his lips moments before he continued; "He's still one of the only children among my friends from school, so they've yet to grow tired of babysitting," he joked, and the more he spoke, the easier it seemed to continue.<br/>He sat for a moment, a soft smile on his lips as he obviously thought of Teddy and what else to tell about him. Teddy had definitely helped speed up Harry's recovering process, and Harry was ever so thankful of how great the kid had turned out. "He's a metamorphmagus like his mum," he eventually added, leaning forward as he spoke in an attempt to keep the conversation as private as possible. "It's great fun."