April 22nd 1986
"Come, Silwen. We are leaving," said her uncle, beginning to walk to the Leaky Cauldron.
"Yes, Un-" began Silwen, suddenly interrupted by a girl her size and age tripping onto her and making both of them falling on the ground.
"You're wearing green," said the girl, her eyes wide, finger jabbing Silwen's nose. A moment later, the child lowered her finger, but examined Silwen closely when Silwen responded to her statement.
"Your hair is red," replied Silwen, eyes wider.
"I can make it change color. Can you make your eyes change color?" she asked solemnly.
"No. Can you?" whispered Silwen curious.
The girl nodded emphatically and suddenly her eyes were five different colors, twinkling at Silwen's open-mouthed amazement. "I'm Eilonwy Tonks!" the girl said, stoutly proffering her hand to Silwen.
Timidly, Silwen took her hand, gulping when Eilonwy shook it vigorously, yanking almost Silwen's entire body up and down several times before stopping.
"I have an older...Pygmy Puff! Her name is Nymphadora and she rolls around a lot," stated Eilonwy matter-of-factly. "How old are you?"
"Five. How old are you?"
"Five."
"What's your favorite color?" demanded the girl, eyeing Silwen suspiciously through narrowed eyes.
"G-green. And y-yellow."
"Green is an evil color!" gasped Eilonwy, taking a step back and holding up her hands. Rushing back, she whispered in a loud voice, "But yellow is a good color."
Affronted, Silwen took several steps backward, bumping into her uncle.
"Next time you wish to tell me something, ask. It is time to leave. Grab my hand," snapped Snape glancing at his niece. He offered her his hand and when she took it, waved goodbye at Narcissa Malfoy (whom he had been conversing with) while Silwen waved at Eilonwy and Disapparated back home.
"Who was the girl?" he asked, striding through the doorstep.
"Eilonwy Tonks," replied Silwen, running outside to climb the tree without waiting for permission.
"Tonks...If she is anything like her older sister, I will personally see to it that Silwen does not become friends with the girl," he muttered, watching Silwen hang upside down from a tall branch, giggling in delight. "We shall see..."