Narcissa opened her eyes, the spark of a memory present in the forefront of her mind. They watched as the grey mass of her iris’s swirled around pleasantly. "Here Draco, take my wand - it responds to you better than Theo and we don't want yours used - you still have the trace. - Ah yes, good. Now let me show you the movement, it's quite tricky-" She used Draco's wand to mimic the movement required, saying the incantation out loud for them to both hear. Theo pulled the cigar case from his pocket, forgotten about until that moment and Draco practised the charm on the case. 