I slipped on the heels. I was actually getting used to wearing them after several times."Bitch, you gonna have a hard time tonight. You look just like...a teenage whore in that get up. Follow me." It was an order not a request. I followed him through the swinging doors into the main room of the bar.The bar was dimly lit. I could see several men lining the bar. They looked up from their drinks as we entered the room. I heard a couple snide remarks about my shirt but averted my eyes and followed. The wind whipped about in frenzy and one of the French aurors shrieked. Bill looked up and felt a blanket of power settle upon him. It rose and sang and hummed with magic. He followed the power to its source and saw that it was all concentrated on a single man. Harry Potter stood alone, facing the giants, eyes blazing and back straight, with a grin on his face like he was dropping in on an amazing party. And then he charged. No! Bill said, just as the French aurors screamed, Non! Is he mad?. "Would you like to make an appointment? Our rates are $200 for the first hour and $150 an hour after that." Um, I've never... visited an establishment like yours before. What's customary?" First timer, eh? Perhaps you should start with an hour. If you want to continue on, well we can accommodate you easily enough." Yes, an hour seems... fine." And when would you like to come by? Or perhaps you want us to come to you?" Today? I can come by this later this afternoon?" Let's see," Zara said, then. I met Luke and Jamie’s mom and she was awesome and really cool. Her name is Jane. Divorced, an attorney, they had a good life. And she was so fucking hot I was taken aback. Luke and Jaime look like her – obviously Jamie more than Luke, but Jamie and her mom are spitting images of each other really. They say if ya wanna know what a woman will look like in 15 years, look at her mom. Well, I did and fuck me rich! Jane was hot as Hell. Jamie is about 5’5” and just the tiniest bit of baby fat.