[The feed clicks on to show a skewed angle of Draco, reclining leisurely on a faded couch. He's not really paying attention to the PCD or the world around him- most of his attentions are focused on a strange little puzzle box that he's turning over in his hands, brow furrowed a little bit as he thinks.

It looks complicated. Wooden slats and ( Read more... )

Wingardium leviosa.

[Draco smirks into the screen from where he's laying flat on his stomach on the rooftop, pale cheeks tinged with pink from the snow, a fleece hat snug securely over his hair, blue scarf tucked into his jacket. His wand is in his other hand, and behind him, one could see five- no, six- no, seven snowballs, quaintly floating in ( Read more... )