"Draco, for heaven's sake behave" Narcissa swept forward and hauled the little boy down off the shelf he was perched on. He pulled a face and wriggled, trying to work himself free.

"Can't I have an ice creeeeam" he whined twisting at the sleeve of his stifling black robes.

"No, come along we still have to find the dress robes that you 're going to wear for the party"

The Malfoy's were deep inside the bowels of Gladrags Kids. The five-year-old heir to the Malfoy title was bored, hot and intent on showing it. He saw his mother's wand sticking out of her shimmering silk robes. She was examining a frilly purple robe and didn't notice as he slipped the wand from her pocket.

He slipped away in between the various shelves and hangers on which the robes were stored. He picked up the wand and examined it closely. He was a bright little boy and had seen his mother cast a few spells. He decided to give it a go.

"Lumoth" he lisped waving the wand importantly. Unfortunately the Lumos charm was not easy to use if you were a five year old with no front teeth. Instead of the light he'd been expecting a large multicoloured dragonfly appeared out of thin air. He squealed with laughter as the giant insect whirred around his head. He kept saying the charm until at least twenty insects had appeared. Growing bored he decided to try another one.

"Operaarate" he said importantly. Instead of disappearing and then reappearing as he had intended the wand emitted a purple crack of light that hit the mirror nearby. The mirror was extremely happy to be told to sing and it did, loudly. It was a brass mirror and rather badly wrought. It sung off pitch and customers began to wince as it's notes got higher and higher.

Loving the results of his magic Draco tried out a few more spells. Eventually the manager apprehended him and frog marched him to his mother. That was not before he has managed through some unknown mechanism to animate the entire underwear collection, which had escaped the shop in a flurry of white ruffles and elastic.

His mother was not pleased. She had to pay for the entire collection that Draco had set free and explain to an official from the ministry how her son had managed to get hold of her wand. His Father found the whole incident hilarious and although he had a stern talk about breaking the law and casting spells before he was 11 Draco was fully aware that his Father was proud.

After all to this day Mr Malfoy has a framed Daily Prophet story that reported on how a flock of wild underwear had attacked some Muggles out hiking in Scotland.