The group went straight to the kitchens, ignoring Tonks' grumblings at being called Nymphadora. Once there, the house elves immediately began fussing over them, particularly Angel, and brought them all breakfast. Angel was brought a larger portion than the others, as the house elves believed that she was far too thin to be healthy.

"How did you guys find out about this?" George asked in between bites of food.

"Becky," the two older students replied, not even looking up from their meal.

"How did Becky find out about this?" Fred inquired, wanting to know more.

"She's Becky," Tonks said with a shrug.

"How is that an explanation?"

"… Because she's Becky?" Tonks replied, unable to come up with anything better.

The twins sighed in frustration, Angel giggling at their expressions. He pushed his plate of food aside, having barely eaten any of it. Suddenly all attention was on him as the others frowned at how little he had eaten.

"Aren't you going to eat any more? You must be starving, you fell asleep without eating dinner last night," Fred said, looking concerned.

Not hungry was Angel's written reply. Suddenly the elves were surrounding the child again, apologizing for not having cooked good enough food or for not bringing food to Angel's liking. The child became quite distressed, not liking how they were crowding around and being so loud. Finally, she wrote, I really am not hungry right now, but I can bring some food with me to eat later if that would make you happy. Appeased, the house elves returned to their usual duties, a couple going to retrieve containers to store the food in.

A few minutes later, everyone else finished eating their breakfast. As they stood up to leave, the house elves presented Angel with a bag, covered in beautiful embroidery of dragons, which held her food. She stared at it in awe for a moment before scribbling out, I can't take this, it must belong to somebody. I'll just use my own bag. The house elf in front shook its head, smiling.

"It belongses to you, we have been waiting for yous to come so we coulds return it, as we was told to."

The house elves then all disappeared, returning to their earlier tasks before the group could ask what they meant.

"That was odd," Tonks commented, staring at the house elves in shock.

"That it was," Charlie agreed as he turned to Angel. "May I see the bag?"

Angel nodded as he held out the bag for the others to see. Charlie was awed by the incredible and accurate detail of the dragons, as well as how life-like they looked. The twins wondered how anyone could possibly be that good at embroidery; the work was even better than their mothers.

Tonks, however, made the most interesting observation. "Look at this, guys," she said, pointing to a symbol in the corner of the bag. "Charlie, Becky and I have that symbol embroidered on our school bags; I bet you two do as well."

Fred and George looked and discovered that she was right; they did indeed have that symbol on the corner of their school bags.

"What does it mean?"

"I don't know. I think my mom said that someone made mine as a present for me when I was born, to be given to me on my eleventh birthday. She couldn't remember who it was though; she only remembers wondering why they gave it to her so early, as though they knew they weren't going to be around for that birthday," Tonks said, trying to remember the conversation.

"Our mom said the same thing when I asked her," Charlie added, still studying Angel's bag.

Maybe it's like a signature?

"What do you mean?"

I read that people sign their paintings when they're finished, maybe this is something similar? To show who made it?

The others thought this over for a moment before coming to the conclusion that that was a very plausible explanation.

"I think you're right, Angel," Charlie said, reaching out to pat the child on the head.

"But we still don't know who made them. I think it's rather unusual that our mom would forget something like that, she never forgets anything," Fred pointed out.

The others mulled this over in silence as they left the kitchens, paying little attention to their surroundings.

"Hey, Captain!"

The shout pulled the puzzled group out of their musings. They turned to see a boy who looked about Percy's age running toward them.

"Ah, Oliver. Angel, this is Oliver Wood, he's on my Quidditch team. Oliver, this is Angel, he's friends with the twins. You remember Fred and George, right?" Charlie introduced everybody as Oliver skidded to a stop next to them. "Anyway, what's up, Oliver?"

"Ravenclaw captain asked me to tell you that she reserved the field for our team this afternoon. Why is the Ravenclaw captain scheduling our practices?" Oliver said, looking confused.

"Because she's Becky," Charlie and Tonks said simultaneously again, looking amused when Angel giggled out their synchronized response.

Charlie sighed. "Well, I guess we'll have to postpone our tour of the castle until tomorrow. Don't get into any trouble while I'm at Quidditch practice, okay?" he said sternly before walking off with Oliver, discussing Quidditch strategies.

Tonks grinned mischievously. "Well, since I can't really give you a tour of the castle without us getting lost, don't you think we should find a different way of entertaining ourselves?"

"And what would you suggest, Miss Tonks?" Fred asked, also gaining a mischievous look.

"I do believe it is time to take you three into the Forbidden Forest."

AN: Part three will be their adventure in the Forbidden Forest. Hopefully I can get that done as quickly as I did this one.