She fell from where she was sitting, hitting her knees hard on the pavement. Jessica curled up into a fetal ball and started to cry.Theresa was right ...here, cradling her daughter's head."Jessica, oh my dear sweet Jessica. I think you didn't understand. He said they got someone out. If John had ... If he didn't make it ... It there'd been a major problem ... he would have said they got a body out. It's how they talk. John got out."Jessica closed one eye completely and blinked the other one. "What in the hell?" she thought. "How did that get there? I know I placed it on the dresser yesterday afternoon and haven't touched it since. In fact, I'd forgotten all about it." She picked it up and replaced it on her dresser and began to get dressed. "Now that I know where the basement door is, I need to get home this afternoon change clothes and return to the basement with the key. I spent all my time trying to find a way out yesterday; today I need to look for the 'Great Treasure' it. Turning my head I met Len's eyes, he smiled then closed the slight gap between our faces, closing my eyes I let him kiss me, his lips sending an electric tingle through my whole body as they pressed against mine. Humming quietly with pleasure I increased the pressure of my lips on his and felt elated at his response, there was fiery passion burning in him and I could feel it in his lips as it burnt through to my desires. If I'd had any doubts before about what I was doing that kiss removed them. Peter Pettigrew was as rat-like as ever and although Ron knew what he would turn out to be in a few years, and his clear need to do everything James and Sirius did, he was pleasant enough too. Everything was proceeding as usual, until halfway through the feast when Ron felt something tug on his pant leg. Before he could even look down, he felt somebodys fingers enclose around his crotch. What the fuck! Ron said instinctively as the hand started really massaging his stiffening cock. Ha ha ha!.