“Where is my wand?!” Ginny screeched as she practically turned their bedroom upside down, looking around everywhere.

Her husband, meanwhile, had barely looked up from his newspaper as he continued on reading

“Draco! It would be nice to help me!” Ginny said with a glare as Draco lowered his copy of the Daily Prophet and perked an eyebrow at her expectantly

“I can’t find my wand!” The redhead cried out as she searched under the furniture.

Draco rolled his eyes at her as he stood up from his seat, walked over to Ginny and plucked a stick off her pocket.