Melted

“Granger!” Draco shouted. “Granger, help-!”
And without stopping to think she was racing over, fearing the worst, heart pounding, kicking boxes and fabric out of the way until-
“It’s going to explode!” he cried, and shoved a buzzing object point-first at her with an expression of helpless panic.
The sheer ridiculousness of the situation hit her all at once. And she burst into giggles as the item vibrated merrily in his palm.
“Draco,” she snorted, “that’s a rabbit.”