Willow blushed. She was always embarrassed by this question. "Well, I'm a pure-blood." Willow replied. "But you have to promise not to hold it against me! Alright?" Willow looked at Amy and smiled. "How about you? What's your lineage?"

"Muggle stories?!?!? I love them! They are so crazy and over the top! Like that one about the princess and the seven dwarves? I mean, everyone knows that that many dwarves would ever live in the same house together... and just think of the over-powering smell!" Willow laughed so hard that she had to grab a napkin. Her pumpkin juice was dangerously close to choking her.