He was a tall man with thinned, grey streaked hair, she was shorter, with tear stained cheeks and large, dark eyes. She’d obviously been crying. �...Glad to see you’re awake…we wasn’t sure if you’d come through.’ The man said, approaching her bed. ‘I’m Dr. Taylor and this is your nurse, Heather Jansen. Can you tell me how you’re feeling honey?’ Lena looked him in the eyes and opened her mouth to speak. ‘W-where…’ her voice was dry and painful, ‘Where are my family?’ she managed. She could barely. I slept and woke several times,and then one time, I woke up with a different body. This body."I freaked out, as you can imagine, but I could still only move myeyelids. I slept and woke a couple more time, and then I woke upagain -- in my sleeping bag in my tent, in the same campsite asbefore. And I could move. But when I sat up, I realized I was awoman -- it hadn't been a dream."When I hiked out of the park, I found out over a week had passed. Iwas several days late getting back to work,. It was the most natural, pure thing in the world and Harry basked in its omnipresence.A smile came to Harry’s face as he felt the magical signature of a familiar companion approaching.A bell chimed as the door to Ollivander’s opened. The dimly lit shop made it difficult for Harry to see the figure standing in the brilliant sunshine, but he recognized her all the same.“When were you going to tell me that you got back to Britain?” Daphne Greengrass asked as she stepped into Harry’s shop.Ever. Honey coloured hair flowed around her bare shoulders, which she played with constantly, curling it around her fingers and flicking it off her face. Her full mouth pouted readily at her companions as she leaned forward in conversation with the couple opposite. I could see the guy looking at the intriguing place where her buttons were undone at the top of her white silk blouse and felt a sudden rush of jealously. I wanted her; I wanted those full lips on mine; I started to imagine her kneeling.