Lyra and Scorpius find an old pendant in Mom's things.
The director advises the twins on what and how they should do. They nod at every word he says. Lyra takes the flywheel out from under her jacket and hands it to her brother so that the two of them can take it up. They spin it for a long time and at the moment disappear in their own time.
— I'm glad it's over, — the guy exhales and plops down on the bed.
— It is necessary to hide the flywheel while the parents are away, — but as soon as Lyra voices this thought, the sound of heels is heard outside the doors of the parents' bedroom. She hastily puts the pendant in one of the drawers and waits for the door to open.
— Lyra, Scorpius, I've been looking for you, what are you here..., — she freezes looking at the mess of the bedroom. Behind mom's back, the father appears and on his face the same surprise bordering on anger.
— What happened here?! Why are all the things on the floor?! — Draco is angry. Before finding the flywheel, they turned their parents' room inside out in search of their gifts.
— Lyra, Scorpius, when Dad and I come home from work, we don't want to see this mess in our room! — the guys cheerfully exchange glances and quietly go to their parents. Lyra stands in front of Dad, and Scorpio stands in front of Mom. They smile cheerfully, and their parents look at them suspiciously.
—Then don't look, — they say in unison and playfully close both their eyes.
— We'll talk about it later, — Hermione says, smiling. — Honey, — she says to her son. — Albus is there, he wants to discuss something with you.
— Salazar, they'll make up. What a charm, it's a great love! — Lyra scrolls on her toes and looks at her brother with inspiration.
— Brother, you should sort out your feelings. Albus Potter or Rosa Zabini…
— Not Potter, son, — Draco says, and everyone laughs.
