Happy Birthday Minion
*solid black owl delivers a letter along with a small box wrapped in green, silver, and blue paper containing a small key*
Brando,
Good Salazar, I can't believe it's been seventeen years since you were born. It makes me feel old, and we just won't talk about that,
First of all I want to say how proud I am of you and the person you have become. The first time I held you I knew you were perfect. I even told anyone who would listen. I also refused to share you, just like our father I didn't (and still don't) play well with others. I swear I spent that whole first week in your room amazed by how smart you were already. It was then I knew you would be an Eagle like our father, it was something about the look in your eyes that gave it away. I read to you every night and would threaten to hex anyone, despite that pesky underage magic law, that would say you couldn't understand what I was reading. The bond started then and continued to grow over the years.
I know I don't say it often but I love you Brando Dean Lestrange-Savage. You may not be my little minion anymore but you will always be my baby brother. Okay, now that I have sufficiently gushed more than I should EVER gush time for your present.
You might recognize the thing inside the box and yes it is what you think it is. Take it to Gringotts and they will lead you to the door it opens. I've been putting about half of my winnings back every race since I was old enough to actually acquire my own vault at the bank, saving it for this day. You are the only other person who can access the vault and the money is for you to do whatever you wish with. All that I ask is that you keep it between us, and I know you can keep a secret because that's what we do right?
Again, I love you and Happy Birthday Minion!
-Stells
Brando,
Good Salazar, I can't believe it's been seventeen years since you were born. It makes me feel old, and we just won't talk about that,
First of all I want to say how proud I am of you and the person you have become. The first time I held you I knew you were perfect. I even told anyone who would listen. I also refused to share you, just like our father I didn't (and still don't) play well with others. I swear I spent that whole first week in your room amazed by how smart you were already. It was then I knew you would be an Eagle like our father, it was something about the look in your eyes that gave it away. I read to you every night and would threaten to hex anyone, despite that pesky underage magic law, that would say you couldn't understand what I was reading. The bond started then and continued to grow over the years.
I know I don't say it often but I love you Brando Dean Lestrange-Savage. You may not be my little minion anymore but you will always be my baby brother. Okay, now that I have sufficiently gushed more than I should EVER gush time for your present.
You might recognize the thing inside the box and yes it is what you think it is. Take it to Gringotts and they will lead you to the door it opens. I've been putting about half of my winnings back every race since I was old enough to actually acquire my own vault at the bank, saving it for this day. You are the only other person who can access the vault and the money is for you to do whatever you wish with. All that I ask is that you keep it between us, and I know you can keep a secret because that's what we do right?
Again, I love you and Happy Birthday Minion!
-Stells