"Mother, my robes from last year still fit!" Harry cried out in dismay, he hated shopping for clothes. "They are rags now, you are from two prestigious houses and you will dress like it" Cassi replied with a tone that seem to imply she had repeated it before. "Your Mother is right Hartford" Tom spoke up as they entered the strangely empty Madam Malkin's. "Not only are all three of you the Son’s and Daughter of the most Ancient and Noble House of Black like your Mother's. But you and Hermione are also Heirs to the Great Salazar Slytherin himself." Harry nodded his understanding, his Father's tone meant he was serious and it was something he would enforce. "Yes Father" Harry whispered. "Good boy. I know you will do our family and legacy justice" Tom said placing his hand on his son's shoulder."Ah Hello dearies" Madam Malkin said smiling widely as she greeted her new customers.