‘Shh! We don’t want the Malfoys to wake up!’ said Isabell.

‘You’re here!’ Amelia whisper-shouted.

’’Course we are,’ Isabell said.

‘That’s your father’s plan?’ asked Amelia, gaping at them.

Isabell was driving a blue flying car with a great bump on the front.

‘It is my father’s crashed car, he got a new one. Well, my mum bought him one.’

‘Is everything in your house or what you own the colour blue?’ laughed Amelia.

‘I guess so,’ whispered Isabell. ‘Well not really everything, we are the Blueskys after all.’

‘Let’s go before the Malfoys wake up,’ Olivia said worriedly, looking at the wooden door.

‘Get your stuff for the week, Amelia.’

Amelia excitedly and hurriedly packed some clothes, important belongings, the leftover candy from Halloween, the gifts Olivia and Isabell gave her and some books. They heard Draco stammer in his sleep, and was twisting more often.

‘Looks like someone’s havin’ a bad dream,’ Isabell grinned as she put the bag Amelia packed in the backseat

‘Told you he stammers in his sleep,’ Olivia whispered, grinning.

‘Oh yeah! I forgot you said that!’ yelled Isabell.

‘SHH! Shut up, Isabell!’ whispered Amelia worriedly.

‘How did you know he stammers-’

‘Let’s just go already.’

Amelia rode in the front seat comfortably. As Isabell was about to turn on the engine, Draco had woken up from her yelling.

‘Huh? A-Amelia!’ Draco said as he approached the window.

‘Sorry Draco, it’s for my own good, or fun, anyways. I wrote a letter to your parents, bye.’

‘HEY! MOTHER! FATHER!’ shouted Draco.

‘Muffliato!’’ The car itself had jinxed Draco. 

He couldn’t speak.
‘Nice, how did the car know that?’ Amelia said, impressed.

‘Dad added the extension along with the flying.’

‘Let’s go!’ Olivia called out.

‘Up, up and away!’

As Draco ran to wake up Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy, the car rose a few inches in the air and the engine began to VROOM!