Draco Malfoy arrived at the Weasley residence of Knockturn Alley looking pale and worn. He placed his hand on the “S” of the wall and walked through the wall.

“Uncle Draco!” cried a young boy with red hair, “where’s mum?” Draco seemed lost in thought and didn’t reply. The boy was dumbfounded by this unusual reaction and backed off slowly as his father walked down the stairs.

“Draco? What’s the news?” His beard was growing longer than usual and concern was showing.

“In truth, not good Charlie. I’m afraid Scorpius, Albus, Lou and… Delphi are lost in time.” His answer was dry.

“Delphi? What?” he slumped at the kitchen table. Suddenly this was a lot to take it. “They got back before; they can do it again no?” How was Delphi involved in this?

“I hope so, I wanted to as a favour.” Asked Draco hesitantly.

“She’d want you to take it.” Replied Charlie immediately. The three of them set off to Gringotts Bank to access Louisa’s vault. The vault is one of the most highly guarded vaults there is and only certain people are allowed in. Draco, waited patiently with Bertie as Charlie went in. He came out with a small bag of gold and left. He nodded to the grumpy goblin and returned to the house.

“In here Draco.” Said Charlie, and ushered him into the study. “I don’t know what the Ministry will think but bring them all back safely.” From around his neck Charlie took off a gleaming gold chain and handed it to Draco. The time-turner…