She spoke only a few minutes, asking me to make myself free for the evening. She told me that she would share the location by 4 in the evening. I have...reached the location by 6. I had a sudden excitement because this was never expected.I eagerly waited for the location. As promised, she sent the location at sharp 4 in the evening. I booked ola and reached the location. It was a guest house, a police guest house. I was damn scared, even thought to skip this appointment, and panicked.In a. Even to me.I noticed my friends moving on to the second house away from where I stood, and thought I'd better end this and catch up."Well, better catch up to the little trouble makers before they get too far ahead. It was nice talking to you," I said, showing my devotion to my responsibilities, and bringing an end to the conversation at the same time, but it had an unexpected side effect as well."What's your name young lady?" the lady asked as I started to turn away. I turned back to her and. I flop my head back on to the pillow, confused. I try to remember how I got here? What is the last thing I remember? Walking down a street in London, talking on my mobile to Joe ... Joe! What must he be thinking? Then there was a girl who asked me for help ... What happened after that?The stab of anxiety when I think of Joe brings me round further. I call out...The nurse looks up. She smiles and says nothing but checks the drip..."Look can you tell me? ... who are you? ... where?"The nurse. Finally, as her skin finished tanning she stood before Harry.‘What do you think Harry,’ said Tonks seductively as she took a few steps closer to Harry.‘Very nice,’ said Harry breathlessly.‘Touch me Harry!’ said Tonks suddenly as she grabbed Harry’s hands and placed them on her now large breasts.‘But!....,’ blurted Harry, ‘what about Remus?’ Tonks laughed at this.‘I love him Harry, but he’s a werewolf. He says it’s wrong for us to have sex and he won’t even look at me that way. But I’m no nun.