"Where did you get this weapon? The script is unlike any I've ever seen." The Ancient Runes professor prided herself on her knowledge of the languages...of magical folk, ancient and modern, and was delighted to find something with which she was completely unfamiliar."A Christmas gift," said Harry. "A friend - Hermione, in fact - bought it for me in a flea market." The professor looked up at this, wondering if Harry was making game of her."A flea market is a Muggle thing, professor," explained. I watched as she gyrated her tight little body to the beat of the music. Now I know why John married her. She was grade-A sexy!She wrapped her arms and legs around a gold pole in the middle of the stage and twirled in a circle, her long black hair falling past the small of her back to her cute ass. Sporting six-inch glass stiletto heels, she worked her way to the front of the stage, the lights pulsating all around her. She reached behind her back and pulled at the string that held her bikini. I then made sure the cables were not lying where they could be cut or damaged with the floorboards. After that it was a case of relaying the floorboards after repairing any supporting joists where the central heating pipes went through, using woodscrews rather than nails and a tightening strap to make sure the tongue and groove slots were in fully. It took a couple of hours, but no more squeaky floorboards and the power was back on downstairs.Gemma gave me a hand to roll the carpet and underlay. There was a shaman with him, but it wasn’t the old man that I’d met before in my visits to their encampment. The guy was younger than I was, looking to be in his early twenties at best. He was the first one to step down off his horse. He walked over to where our vehicles were parked and then he started praying over them. It didn’t take more than that to make me realize that the Horse People thought the vehicles were evil. I just sighed at that and shook my head. Even so, I didn’t say a word or.