Disclaimer: This will be a short chapter because I just want to clear a few things up. I love Angie! Now my darlings, let's get on with it! I own nothing.

Chapter 7

Meanwhile, as Lucius was deciding which colour to wear and if he really did look good in the dark blue robes or not, the three Dolohov children were experiencing one of the most painful dreams they'd ever had even the fact that they were all experiencing the same thing did nothing to soothe their worries as they each felt very much alone.

Adrian, Michail and Ana – 2 and a half and 0 years old

"What is it?" Adrian questioned as he stuck his head over the cot his new baby sister resided in.

"Will it stay here?" Michail asked.

"Why does it have to stay here?" Adrian asked when his parents spoke the affirmative, turning around to two disapproving parents.

"Adrian, Michail. She is not an it. Am I clear?" Antonin asked,

"Yes dad!" they chorused as they stood over the cot again, "You know Michail," Adrian whispered secretly, "We could turn it- oops, her into a pranker."

"Brilliant." Michael smirked cheekily.

Adrian, Michail and Ana - 4 and a half and 2 years old

"Adrian!" A young feminine voice giggled, "Give me back!" She called referencing to the small stuffed hippogriff he was currently clutching in his hands.

"Come and get it Ana!" He yelled back cheekily, turning a corner.

"Oi! Chuck it!" Yelled a new voice.

"Catch Michail!" Adrian yelled, throwing it.

"Adrian! Michail! Give me back!" Ana wailed collapsing onto the floor in a heap, her body shaking with sobs as Adrian and Michail rushed over to try to soothe her.

"Oh Ana, we're so sorry! We didn't mean to make you cry!" They assured weakly,

Suddenly Ana reached out, grabbed the hippogriff and ran off leaving two dumbstruck twins in her place, "That girl is going places." Michail smirked.

"I'm glad we made that bet over the cot." Adrian sighed wistfully.

Adrian, Michail and Ana - 5 and 3 years old

"Draco! Blaise!" Ana giggled as she chased him down the halls of the manor, "Theo! Come on we need to catch them!" She laughed.

"Catch who?" Two figures asked lifting her up by each arm.

"ADRIAN MICHAIL!" Ana wailed, "I was chasing Draco and Blaise!" She complained.

"With this bloke?" Adrian asked sauntering (Or trying as best as a five-year-old could) over to Theo after he's placed his sister down, "Eh he's alright. Maybe once he becomes a prankster. A little short though." He teased them.

Ana blushed, "Shut up." She mumbled. If they'd looked closer, they'd have seen the smile she and Theo shared and figured out a true love that would only intensify as they years passed on.

Adrian, Michail and Ana - 6 and 4 years old

It was a bright and shining Monday morning and two unusually gloomy (and wet) twins dragged themselves down to breakfast. As they opened the doors, they became awake and alert searching for Ana sitting at the large table. As they zeroed in on each other Ana was struggling to stop giggling and eventually broke when they wiped their hair off of their faces revealing the words ANA RULES written across their foreheads.

"We taught her too well Adrian." Michail whispered

"Yet Michail. We sure did." He agreed as he watched his little sister falling off of her chair in hysterics.

"What happened to you two?" Their mother asked.

"Ana." Was the only thing that they had to say.

Adrian Michail and Ana – 7 and 5 years old (The day they were taken away)

"Ana…" Michail begged from his cornered position in the room looking into the stubborn deep brown eyes of his sister.

"Yes Ana. If you kill him now, it'll break my heart." Adrian tried, earning a glare from his other half, knowing that was a sarcastic remark.

"Well, maybe next time don't prank me!" She reasoned.

"Good point!" Michail agreed

"Brilliant point!" Adrian agreed

"Incredible!"

"Awesome!"

"Stop that!" Ana growled in frustration not bothering to fight the urge to stomp her foot. But her laughing gave her away as the twins turned on her tickling and kissing.

A loud sound at the door broke the siblings out of their happy moment, for the (unbeknown to them) last time. The loud sound came again, making Ana whimper,

"Ana," Both the twins whispered to her, "Stay here we will protect you we promise little one." They swore as unwanted tears sprung up into Ana's eyes.

As they were about to head to the door, they turned around and whispered something, that only the three siblings would hear.

"We love you Ana."