“Quite understandable.” Lucy nodded solemnly, before smiling at Ace, “But old enough for Hogwarts! She must be so excited for that.” Lucy could remember being eleven and on the brink of attending Hogwarts, she could hardly wait for each day to pass before she got there.

Lucy smiled down at the charming little girl. “I’m Miss Lucille Flint. I attended Hogwarts with your brother.” She explained with an ever present smile.