"Four months ago." Theo replied, waving his wand again as the spheres rotated slower. With a precision that he believed even Snape would be proud of, the two springs inserted themselves, staying in place. He smirked at himself, allowing the sphere to rest back on the table. Draco picked up the sphere with his bare hands. Theo’s lip curled back in a snarl. "Put that down, Malfoy."