43. SpeRevelio

C h r i s t m a s - B r e a k
“Draco, come.” He hated when his mother called him like he was still a child, he was sixteen years old for goodness sakes. “Draco, no dawdling, come!”

“Yes mum.” Draco rolled his eyes and began to follow his mother, he could hardly wait to get away from her. Yes he loved her very much, but it was irritating how she wouldn't let him get more then three feet away.

Finally she had engaged in a conversation with some wrinkly woman, and Draco took that as his chance to escape. He ran to the first place he could think of, Knockturn Alley, and from there he entered Borgin and Burkes. After that he began to casually stroll through the aisles, looking at things, this was certainly a creative way to spend his winter break.

“SpeRevelio.” He heard a girl say, pointing her wand at a bracelet. By the sound of it nothing happened, and he began to make his way over to where the girl was. “Oh, hello Draco.”

“Luna, wait what?” He jumped in surprise. “Why are you here?”

“I'm jewellery browsing.” Luna flashed him a charming smile.

“Right...”