There were very few days that Helga actually had the opportunity to spend time with her only brother, and Sunday was that one day. Today wasn't just any Sunday, though — it was Easter Sunday! With rumors circulating about all the hidden treasures that filled the vendors' carts (and even hid in the bushes!), Helga had dragged Eugene onto High Street.

She was flipping through very normal street Easter cards while her brother lurked in the background, and picked out a very appropriate and not at all suggestive card for her brother.

I hope your happy days
don't — hop — away!

Or at least that's what it read upon purchasing it. She'd pushed through the crowd of people, offering quiet apologizes to passersby, before reaching Eugene. With a smile, she held it out to him.

"Happy, Easter! Go on, read it!" she urged, not bothering to glance over his shoulder so that she could see that it had indeed changed — and to something that was not at all appropriate.

I hope your day's been pleasant and mild,
but I must tell you now: I'm with child!

Eugene Scamander