'Oh how charming' she said, genuinly thrilled, 'he shall be in good company, it is not Eton but my sisters children are in Hogwarts, so he shall not be alone.' Gwen was rather used to straddling the worlds between magic and nobility. The purebloods believed themselves to be equal to the nobility but it was a delusion in Gwens opinion. The presence of the nobility in the magical world was a boon to them, rather than magic somehow bestowing honor onto the ranks of the nobles - after all there was no greater honour or responsibility than being part of the nobility- any pauper could develop magic, only the truely blessed were counted amoung the peerages.

'Flourish and Blotts will have it' she explained, 'You will need to get an owl for the house to keep in touch with him and making sure that you don't have to come here too often, as you have seen it can be a den of thieves. ' Gwen realised she was speaking rather fast and with fluency as though all of this was normal, and stopped short, flashing him a wide smile. 'This must be all rather much to deal with' she laughed, 'My mother still talks about how my father handled the news that his family were likely to have...abilities. When did you find out about Issac?'

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