Maybe they could go on a trip one day to find his parents, she was right. He would have to find out where they’d gone first and there wasn't much he could do about that while he was stuck in classes at Hogwarts. Then a thought occurred to him, maybe he could hire someone to track them down, like a private detective or something?

She wanted to dance. Well, one thing he could say for sure, is that whenever his cousins and family got together to celebrate, there was always plenty of dancing, and the singing of bulerias always went on late into the night. I’m sure my cousins will be very happy to dance with you, Nells, he replied to her query. He was also quite certain that he’d be sticking close by her side during her visit.

He painted a mental picture of her place in his mind as she described it. The turquoise shutters, the vast verandah, her mothers barn mural. He imagined Noelle there.

He unwrapped a caramel, popped it into his mouth and wondered if she was still thinking over his question about how she pictured where he lived, as she hadn’t replied yet.