"Of course," he smiles, fond and a little amused, "I won it by mistake at the cucumber festival. It wasn't long after Gilbert left, and I don't know it just... felt right, I suppose. I like to think he'd find it amusing, to commemorated by a goldfish."

George shakes his head, and turns the porcelain shard over in his hands once more

"I've never really had a pet before, it's strange to have this thing to look after that can't answer when I talk to it. I'm still not sure I see the appeal, but I haven't the heart to get rid of it either."