It was almost summer, and while that meant little most years, this year it meant that Carius — along with his friends — were heading off to Hogwarts! Narcissa would luckily be home to distract him this summer, otherwise he might find himself bouncing off the walls with excitement.

After a disappointingly short afternoon in the one of magical London's shopping districts, he and Sirius Black were taking their sweet time returning home, their child-watchers wandering from a distance. He was startled by the sudden poke on his arm, prompting him to cast a questioning glance towards Sirius, who — well, who looked to be holding an egg (or at least something shaped like an egg).

"What is that?" he asked with subtly-raised brows.

Sirius Black

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