Sipping her tea, Gladys smiled. "Yellow is a lovely colour," she agreed. "And it goes beautifully with so many things. Spring colours, or summer colours, or autumn colours." She beamed when Caitlin revealed her house. "Oh, my eldest granddaughter was in Hufflepuff," she said. "Gemma Higgs? She's 26 now, so I suppose that puts her a little before your time, but she was on quidditch team, and now she plays for Falmouth." Digging in a pocket, Gladys retrieved her wand and summoned over a framed photograph. "Here, see." She displayed it proudly. "That's Gemma, and her brother Terence." She set the frame on the table. "Do you have siblings?"
Gladys nodded. "Oh, ever so long. He's a Double Yellow-Headed Amazon, they can live for sixty years, so he's about middle-aged, I suppose." She laughed. It was hard to think of Dennis as anything other than child-like, but that had a lot to do with the fact his voice hadn't ever changed, and that he still remembered some of the phrases he'd picked up from Gladys's grandchildren.