The one
Our tale begins in a Muggle orphanage. Augusta and Marge are about to choose which child they would like to adopt.
Marge asked, "Well, which one do you want?"
Augusta pointed at a quiet boy who was reading in the far corner of the room and said, "Him, he's the one."
Marge raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure? He seems a little bit shy."
Augusta nodded. "Trust me, he's the one."
Marge smiled. "Let's go introduce ourselves then."
They approached the boy.
Augusta queried, "What are you reading?"
The boy glanced up from his book. "The BFG by Roald Dahl, it's my favourite."
Marge told him, "That was my favourite when I was a little girl."
The boy grinned. "Really?"
Marge replied, "Yes, I used to dream of being Sophie."
The boy said, "My name is Thomas, it's nice to meet you."
Augusta introduced them both, "I'm Augusta and this is my wife, Marge."
Thomas beamed, "I like you two better than the other adults who come around here."
Augusta smiled. "Well, I'm glad because we were thinking of adopting you. Would you like that?"
Thomas nodded. "I would like that very much."