Then she lifted her legs and stretched them apart, exposing what was between them, and then she went limp. Jana held her body upright with the stockin... for a moment, then she let her sink down to the couch. After a while, Sandra returned to consciousness. She lay on the bed, and her hands were bound to the bedposts with silken cloths. Jana was standing before her, her legs apart and her hands on her hips, a smile on her face. Sandra’s legs where bound to the bedposts too, at the end of the bed,. "You have to understand," added Fred, "the point is not to be such bastards that you slam the door leaving and never want to try it again."As they smiled at her, each of them offering a hand, it was hard to say who was more wicked and more sweet. Hermione realized, her fingers curling around theirs, that she'd made her decision. She took a deep breath, squeezed their hands, closed her eyes and thought of the little flat above Weasley's Wizard Wheezes."Apparate!" she said, and was whirled. . Gordy's back." There was a silence following her shattering statement."Oh." It was all he could manage. He knew instantly the consequence of those two words."You knew I always thought he would come back, didn't you Bill. We talked about it. We knew what it would mean ... to us," she said, her voice almost a whisper."Yes ... yes ... I knew." He paused for a minute. When Darla remained silent he spoke. "I'm happy for you, Darla. I know it's what you wanted. I'm happy for you." He was sincere,. Haylie then picked up the top card of the deck. Before she flipped it over, she gazed into her little sisters eyes as if to say ‘I won’t lose this time either.’ As she flipped it over, she was surprised at what she saw.“Oh no, I got a four! You won this round, Hilary. But we’re playing best out of three. I didn’t lose the game yet.” Hilary shoveled the deck again and picked up a card.“Oh shit!” Hilary cried out. “Damn it, I got a five! You’re most likely going to beat that.” Haylie then.