 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
With the basics of her idea set, Claudine got to work. She’d opted to use cardboard as it would be bigger than regular paper or parchment and there would be enough room for her to get things done. What she would also need were calculations of the ages of the other four because she wanted to get the ages correct at the time which this little event might have occurred. Claudine started off with a sketch of an overstuffed armchair. In it, sat a pretty young woman in her early teens wearing a green dress {her hair would later be coloured brown}. This was Andromeda. In her arms was a new born baby, tufts of black hair peeking out from under the blanket in which he was wrapped. Andromeda was smiling down softly at his sleeping form.
Perched on one arm of the chair was Regulus’ older brother, Sirius, who was two years old at the time. He was gripping the armchair very tightly with chubby fists to keep from overbalancing. His face wore an expression of fascination as he stared down at the baby. Blonde haired Narcissa, about six years old, had one of her fingers stuck in the grasp of Regulus. Rather than being annoyed, she was smiling at him as she was rather taken with his tiny fist. Only ten year old Bellatrix with her long dark hair bore any form of negative expression. She was scowling at Regulus as though annoyed by his presence.
Claudine sat back, admiring her work. She was proud of herself for she thought that her artistic skills had greatly improved over time. Now it was time to add the finishing touches and to add colours to the image. The girl got back to work, working as quickly as possible to compete it before time ran out. |