Footsteps, laughter, wind and distant traffic all blend into a reminder that we are just two in the world, that it rushes on, oblivious to us, so that...we can rush on, oblivious to it. I look into her eyes, taste her breath inches away and wonder… There is a world, a life that is mine, just out of reach. But do I want it? How can it possibly be any better than this pocket existence, a blissful ignorance of nothing but an exotic city backdrop, a white room and my soft, sparkling, soulful saviour?. We stopped him only because we wanted to have dinner and then see what happens. He was agreeable to that and we had a big laugh over dinner.After dinner we had drinks and my wife always gets a buzz on quickly and when she felt it coming on she excused herself and went into the bedroom. John and I talked about old times and when my wife returned with more drinks she had a see-through nightie on and she look terrific. She sat down between John and I on the couch while we had our drinks.My wife. Their police are clueless as to what happened to the victims but we however recognised the effects of the killing curse. It has been over a month since any muggle killings were recorded and it can't be a coincidence that there are now so many all of a sudden. So the Auror office have asked for yourself and Hermione to aid them in their case. They wanted Ron aswell but he is clearly busy with his Quidditch.' After another 5 minutes of discussion with Kingsley both Harry and Hermione agreed that. "Cindi, it's not possible for me to hate you. Tell me what you're talking about." Arrian and I... made love last night. I'm sorry, Daddy; I just couldn't wait any longer. I feel so guilty; it's as if I've just thrown you away for someone else. I don't know how to convince you I still love you, but I want Arrian too. I promised you I would speak to you first before I did that and I didn't. I'm sorry," she finished, teary-eyed."It's ok, Cindi. I'm not surprised; I've seen the way you look at him..