"He'll want a floo opened so he can go back to Hogwarts, Draco." Albus called out as Draco left the room. I'm not his servant! Draco thought idly as the sound of a muggle record-player drew him to the room that had been closed off before. The door was cracked open, so he peered in to see Narcissa packing up the room by hand. As he stepped through the doorway, there was a strange sensation that went over him, like some sort of background noise he had always tuned out was missing.