Briony sighed as he asked about her family history. She knew he was going to ask sooner or later. Her life as a child had been terrible. "I suppose," she nodded at his question. "My family had always been potioneers. For as long as I remember. So explosions were always common in my house." Not that anyone ever got seriously hurt. "At school, I made to grades always and spent a large amount of time in the library," she continued, knowing that she had hardly had a life. "I had three siblings, Callum had already graduated by the time I was a fifth year, Warren was a year younger than me, and I had a sister named Gracie, who was two years younger than me," she continued. Her throat tightened as she continued. She had to tell him what her family had been like. "Uh, my sister died when she was thirteen. I found her in a hallway at school. She had suffered one of her seizures. After that Warren stopped talking to me and I could even tell my parents thought it was some of my fault," she sighed, remembering all of this awfulness she went through. "When I graduated I went to America with my niece for two years to escape the past. I worked as a muggle at a bookshop in New York. Then--more things happened and we moved to Boston. Finally I moved back and got a job here. My mum past away last summer but everything had been settled between us," she finished. She could add more but she felt like she would be seeing more of Chris eventually.

A smile met her face as he said he knew. She hadn't been one to talk about people she dated because truthfully she had only dated Charlie.

"I went to Hogwarts too. I was a Hufflepuff. Though I should have been a Ravenclaw it seems. With all the time I spent working on school work," she replied with a shrug. "You're one of the few people I found who went to Hogwarts."