"He had five other brothers, you see," she said, feeling bolder, even as she fought off her drowsiness. The room had grown hot with the midday sun. "Five brothers, and one sister. All together with their parents in one house. I used to visit them in the late summer and stay with them until school started. They were a second family to me. My magical family. My own parents were both Muggles. I haven't seen them since before Lucio was born. They could be dead for all I know. They don't even remember me. It's better off that way."