"Oh, wait, Draco! You’re Draco the ferret." The ferret dipped its head. "Want a bit of brekkie? Some lovely eggies. Come and get it-" Before Evan had a chance to grab him, the little rotter took the piece of egg and stole a whole slice of toast. "Naughty ferret." He noticed there was something around its neck. He tore off a piece from his remaining toast and held it out. The ferret came close to snatch the piece but slithered out of Evan’s grasp. Evan caught Draco’s small collar. He hadn’t noticed it before, but now that he had it in his hands, he was intrigued by the large silver bead dangling from the collar with intricate symbols carved on the bead. He thought he heard; no felt, the wind whooshing by.  