In Harry Potter's life, there are a number of "bad guys" and villains – there's his cousin Dudley first, then Professor Snape, and later the biggest baddie of all, He Who Must Not Be Named. There's also another character in there, who walks the line between good and bad, making us as readers ponder questions like nature versus nurture and if people can truly change or save themselves. That character is, of course, Draco Malfoy...
What is it that makes candles so magical? As I'm writing this story, I'm burning one of my favorite candles, enjoying the flickering light and warm aroma that emanates from it... Maybe, like music, candles are "a magic beyond all we do here...."