He stood, gazing down at me. “This is where I get off.”He exited as more passengers boarded. Like a zombie I got up and followed, my heart poundi...g like thunder in my throat. I knew I shouldn’t be doing this. Scared but excited, my legs felt so weak I could hardly walk. I was having difficulty even breathing, but I followed. After a block, he paused and looked back to see if I was there, then went into an apartment building. I don’t even remember climbing the dark stairs behind him, just him. My eyes were drawn to his strong jaw line, and the gentle slope of his cheekbones. It took all I had to hold in the needy gasp that was welling up in my chest. He looked back towards me just in time to see me slide the white sweater over the top of my head. Immediately his bright white teeth slid into the soft color of his lips. I flashed him a quick smile before shimmying the tight jeans off of my long legs. I stood silently for a moment, adorned in nothing but a skin tight undershirt and pair. .." You ungrateful wench!" Interrupted Weasley. "They both helped save you're pathetic arse and all you can do is holler at them! How dare you!"Amarante visibly yawned, and in a heartbeat his wand was out."Obliviate!"The deafening roar of Potter, Luna, and Amarante all attempting to extinguish the woman's memory at once sent the wench's head snapping back into the wall, her eyes dazedly rolling around before unconsciousness took her. "Well that solves that." Amarante muttered cheerfully,. I unpacked and lit a fire. The rented cabin was well stocked with enough firewood to last months. After I settled in I pulled out my ice fishing equipment and walked about 100 yards to the lake with an ice borrer. The ice looked a good 12" thick (enough to drive a car onto) but as I cut through the ice I could see it was well less than that. I decided to take a better look and that was when all hell broke loose. I fell through the ice into the lake. I frantically pulled myself out and on.