Ares was a wildcat in comparison, his mood swings and tantrums enough to shake the foundation of the castle. Scorpius was easy going, but manipulative, a true Slytherin and a Malfoy as his bright blond locks indicated. Phoenix was Theo’s little mini-me. The boy was taking apart spellwork as soon as he could talk. His accidental magic began minutes after birth. No one had even heard of a more precocious magical child. Phoenix was only content when strapped to Theo’s chest.