The estate is impounded, the school is shut, and the solicitor opens at nine in the morning.

So there are three eighteen-year-olds in a hotel room in London with one bottle, a pack of cards and eight hours to fill.

MalfoidI have nowhere to be and nothing to sign and no money that is not in that room. Deal.

MioneWe could sleep.

MalfoidWe could also not.