53. Chase


“Tag! You’re it!” exclaimed Emma as she touched her brother’s shoulder. At six, she would spend the majority of her time outside in the sunshine. She ran away from him and then stopped when she noticed that he wasn’t chasing her. She pouted. “Draco, you’re supposed to chase me. That’s the point of the game.”

“Go away. I’m reading. I don’t want to play.”

“Don’t be so boring.”

“I’m reading about Quidditch. You wanna see it?”

“Sure!” Emma walked towards her brother naively. Uh oh…. All of a sudden, he reached out and tagged her. Then he ran off laughing.