"Perhaps. But most stories always originate in some manner of truth. Have you ever heard of the Peverell family?" She uncovered the page and slid the book over for Draco to peruse. His brow knotted together as he scanned the page and quickly saw the similarities her mind had put together just before when he had read the story to her. Because there it was, black ink on clean pages. The story of a family struck down by tragedy spread out over several years. One brother determined to prove himself in constant duels only finally to be bested and leave his family behind. Another brother was destroyed by grief to seek magical solutions that would eventually drive him mad. And a final brother who surprised the rest of the family by living a full and happy life with children and several descendants.