Draco searched his memory. Blissful? Unconditional? They were actually almost foreign concepts to the wizard.

"I'm not sure." Maybe something from earlier. When he first learned he was going to Hogwarts, and no, even then he was being reminded how his family had always been Slytherin, and he should be no exception.

Wasn't there anything?

Something from early childhood? Maybe?

He concentrated, and tried the Charm again.

It was brighter, but still no discernible shape.

"Blast..."