"You can not be serious!" Draco growled, glaring at the quivering Ministry worker who was growing paler with every second that passed. "You said that the bracelets were designed to form a mind link and would've been great for Auror missions."
"I did," he stuttered.
"But this," Hermione hissed, her hair sparking with static as she held up her wrist. "Is not a mind link."
Draco's limp hand dangled next to Hermione's.
"You would be right," the worker agreed, nodding his head eagerly as if that was what Hermione wanted to hear. "They seem to be discreet cuffs."
Hermione screamed.
Gringotts: Hand-cuffed together [Plot]
