 Surely, Draco could have been more protective, had Hermione not been nearly running ahead, eager to be out-and-about and explore the ancient city. But he matched her stride down the long cobbled street that led from Marella’s home to the main city center. The street was thin, one side was the tall, brick exterior walls of other homes, sprinkled with entry gates and imposing, carved hedges. The other side of the pathway was a rather short wall, standing at least ten feet over a rushing aqueduct of clear water. 