"I hatched him out of a basilisk egg the first time around," Eileen informed him with a straight face. "T'was rather difficult to find one genuine and unbroken. Not to mention the cost of one; had to bribe a dealer with a soul, a kidney and a flask of Ogden's, now that was quite a night."
"Have I?" Her eyebrow lifted. "You're related to the little sodomite, aren't you? Well, Weasley, isn't that something. We might both dance on the same wedding."