Alex grinned suddenly, meeting his father's eyes. "Apparition license," he breathed, barely able to believe that soon he'd be able to go anywhere he wanted on his own, his magic transporting him wherever he wanted to go. He extended his hand automatically when his father passed over a small something, and Alex found a golden key in his palm.
"Oh Dad..." A bank key. His own bank key?
Suddenly the broom and the toys and the license weren't important. His father thought he was an adult... Alex threw his arms around his father's neck, hugging tightly, not caring if it wasn't grown up to hug your dad. "Thanks..."