the wisp sings come with me, there are people who cannot speak without smiling but they would take me from your hand or they would try, they would try
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SUMMER OF NINETEEN SEVENTY- ONE
THE SUMMER OF 1971 HAD BROUGHT ON A HEAT WAVE LIKE NO OTHER. Anastasia Black, aged eleven, in an attempt to fight off the scorching temperatures, laid on Narcissa's bed, her feet on top of the blankets and her head hanging off the side. The tiny fan that had been charmed to stay in front of her face was proving to be of little use.
Narcissa Black, aged sixteen, ran her hairbrush through her hair, careful to never let a single strand out of place. She didn't move from her place in front of the vanity, but she peered back at Anastasia through the reflection of the mirror, sighing in amusement. "Annie, care to share as to why you're hanging upside down? You look awfully silly, sit back up, please."
"Sirius told me that I would cool down quicker if I hang upside down!" Anastasia replied with a huff as she swung her legs off, falling to the floor with a soft 'bump'. She stood back up again, wiping the dust from her clothes, and hopping back on the bed normally. "Better?"
"Much." Narcissa nodded in approval. "And I hate to be the one to tell you this, but I believe Sirius was playing a trick on you. Lying upside down does not make you cool down faster." She shook her head.
"Really?" Anastasia replied in exasperation. "That hurt... I just did it for nothing! If it wasn't so unbearably hot I'd write him a letter write now!" She shook her head angrily. "Speaking of letters, when do you think my Hogwarts letter will come? I do hope it's soon! I'm tired of waiting."
"Well," Narcissa reasoned. "Term begins in only a couple weeks, so I suppose it can't be too far away. Any day now, I would suppose."
Anastasia huffed again, rolling over and burying her face in the mountain of pillows Narcissa had piled onto her bed. "I want to go now." She said, her voice muffled through the fabric. "It sounds like such fun."
"Hush now, my darling." Narcissa laughed softly, shaking her head. She placed her hairbrush down on the dresser and moved to lie on the bed beside her sister. "The letter will come soon enough, now. Patience is a virtue."
"Patience is boring!" Anastasia rolled her eyes and flipped back over to face Narcissa. "It feels as though this summer will never come to an end. Oh, how about you tell me about Hogwarts, Cissy. I want to know all about it, don't leave out even the smallest of details! I'm sure it's such fun." Anastasia pleaded, shifting to rest her body weight on her elbows.
