"But mother, he has a nimbus 2000, and he's on the quidditch team." Draco Malfoy whined. Narcissa turned to Lucius clearly hoping for support. Lucius smiled down proudly at his sneering twelve year old son. "Of course, I'll make sure you get on that quidditch team of yours, and who cares about a bloody nimbus 2000, I'll get you a nimbus 2001. How's that?" Draco's pale face lit up. "And one for each of the other members too?" He glared at his father, daring him to say no. Lucius ran a hand through his long white-blonde hair. "Of course son, nothing but the best for you." Narcissa gave an exasperated sigh. Draco's birthday was like walking on egg shells for her, if she didn't buy his presents quickly before he told her what he wanted, he would ask for the most outrageous and expensive things, like say, seven nimbus 2001's for instance, though she had Lucius to blame for that one. Instead of stopping this behavior, he encouraged it, offering to buy more things. "Well, what else do I get?" Draco looked out from around his father at Narcissa. "Well son I thought I'd let you in on a little family secret." Lucius stepped in drawing Draco's attention from her. "One that will make you more powerful than any other wizard in the world." Draco's eyes widened and his mouth formed the letter O. "Come now, follow me." They walked down to the basement, Lucius leading, followed by Narcissa and Draco. He stopped in front of a solid wall made of steel. Then stuck his head through it.