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Two years later the two ten-year-old children ran down the hill, one blond and pale, the other equally pale, but with black hair. “Draco! Mother said we have two days before our letters get here, and she wants us to have dinner with Aunty Bellatrix.” Hannah yelled her hair whipping into her face. Suddenly she got an idea, and ran back to the house, to the broom shed. Grabbing her broom, she zoomed off after Draco. She found her brother down by the field they always played in as little kids with their nannies. Then, swooping, she heard him cry out her name. “Hannah!” Draco yelled, turning to see his sister laughing. She smiled, and got off her broom, standing next to her brother. Draco pushed a stray piece of his usually slicked back blond hair out of his eyes. Hannah mounted her broom, and flew back to the house. Draco appeared soon after, and both children ran inside, only to be stopped by the maid. “Shoes.” She said, and both children grudgingly took off their trainers. Then they ran for their room. After reaching it, they ran inside. “Whew.” Draco muttered, watching Hannah flop onto her bed. He smiled, and sat on the end of his sister’s bed, tugging on her leg. “Hey, our birthdays in two days, be happy.” “I have this feeling that something big is about to happen.” Draco smiled, and said, “Yeah, our letters are coming.” Hannah laughed, and said, “No. Something else.” Draco looked at his sister curiously, but said nothing. Then with a crack, Dobby appeared. “Mistress Narcissa has requested her children come downstairs, her sister is here.” They both nodded, and went back downstairs. Their mother and aunt sat in their chairs, smiling up at the children. “Aunty Bellatrix.” Hannah yelled, running to the young woman. Bellatrix smiled, and hugged the young girl. “Hello Aunty.” Draco muttered, hugging Bellatrix. The woman nodded, and Narcissa waved her hand at the children, telling tem to leave. Sighing, both children left.