"Draco-" She calls out to him, the wand held gently in her hand. A person’s wand was an extension of themselves, their magic deeply intertwined. It was a rare and intimate thing to let someone else use your wand. If Merlin forbid, a witch or wizard broke their wand, it would take them years to form a similar bond and it was unlikely to be the same as the bond they had with their first wand. And yet this man had just tucked his childhood wand into a bag and offered it to her without hesitation. He looked up at her right away, alert and expecting trouble.