Male character growing into adulthood; length should not exceed 100 words
He had gotten plenty of gifts by owl at school, but his mother had slipped in a note saying that she wanted to wait to give him the last one at home.
"Some traditions," she said quietly, "don't ever need to change."
He blinked, nervously, as he gently opened the thin box. The watch inside had a thin silver chain, and when he slipped it on, it felt light around his wrist. "Thank you!" he smiled.
"Happy birthday, Scorpius," she said, her hug hiding Draco's misty eyes from his son's view.
