Stefan Archer felt odd. It had been years, decades since his own graduation, and it was odd that now his youngest girls, his baby girls were graduates themselves. Odder still that he was about to be a grandfather. He had been worried for Rosie when she'd told him, but knew he'd support her no matter what. She was his baby, and even with her own baby, that wouldn't change anything. Did he wish she had waited fractionally longer, sure, but it didn't matter now. He sat down in the great hall with his son and listened to the speeches given. He was proud of all his children, it was hard to not be when they were all such wonderful people. He applauded and cheered for his girls as they crossed the stage, happy they were almost able to do it together. It felt crazy that he had come so far, that his family had come so far and would continue in the next generation - if he was still at hogwarts for his grandchild's first graduation he knew that would be the sign to retire.