Twenty minutes later they were walking through a New Year’s Eve street festival in Mahō no Shikaku. Hermione felt relieved that Draco had taken her somewhere in magical society to celebrate the holiday. Almost every time she left Mahoutokoro she had to go to the muggle part of town which became exhausting, having to constantly hide one’s magic when for the majority of her adolescence she had spent her time amongst her own kind, letting her magic flow freely. She hated to admit it but she appreciated Draco bringing her here more than she could say. 