Challenge: Forest of Dean
Word Count: 100
“Why are we doing this, Mummy?” Severus hunkered down in the backseat of the secondhand Vauxhall Victor his da had bought from one of the factory managers. “Couldn't you borrow a tent from Cousin Alexandrina?”
“Your father wants to show us how Muggles do it,” said his mother. She watched as Da filled the car's gas tank and paid. “We can humor him for a weekend.”
“Oh.” Severus wished he were back at school, even if Sirius Black was a right git and his friends worse. At least then he could use his wand. “All right.”