He looked down into the eyes of a girl. “Sorry,” I said. My heart rate leapt up as I took in his shirtless body, strong, board shoulders the canva... for a black phoenix tattoo. I realised I still had my hands on him, on his waist band, just touching his bare skin and my cheeks flushed. He smiled and pushed the bodies to either side of him back to make a space for me in front of him. "You okay?” Kez asked the girl as he shielded her from the worst of the surges so she could catch her breath.. The electricity must be out she thought, but what had woke her? She sat still listening to the howling wind then Tap Tap. Startled she made her way in the dark to the front door. Tap tap. She peeked throught the door eye but saw nothing but a white blur. Tap Tap again. Unlocking the door she opened it and a pile of snow crashed through her door covering her feet up to her knees quickly no longer caring what made the sound she closed the door. Then the pile began to move. Julia shrieked grabbing. However, his thoughts of the love of his friends distracted Harry enough to allow a blast from a wand on the ground to hit. Harry swerved at the last second and the broom took the brunt of the blast, but it did serve to throw him off balance. In that small window of opportunity, Voldemort had struck. Harry veered to the left just in time to avoid the majority of the latest curse, but Voldemort had succeeded in knocking Harry’s wand from his hand and it was now falling freely to the ground.. The wine he had quaffed the evening before was from his last cask, one that had partially turned sour already.Damn! No wine and no food! All because that old, lovesick fool Nassau had taken that peasant bitch for a wife and felt aggrieved at her brother's capture and abduction. It had seemed such a fine plan at retribution. That redheaded oaf had humiliated him in front of his men, had taken the victory from his hands.Now, he was back! By what miracle he had escaped those stout burghers, was.