"Why wouldrisk the safety of everyone at Hogwarts...just for me?"Dumbledore sighed deeply."Alas, the second thing you ask me, I cannot tell you," he s...aidtruthfully. "Not today. Not now. You will know, one day...but put it fromyour mind for now, Heather. When the appropriate time comes, and whenyou're a little older, I will tell you."Heather knew it would be pointless to argue."But why would the Emerald Witch want to curse me? It seems a littlecurious, don't you think?" said Heather."Quite. She leaned back in the tub and relaxed. Dipping the clothe into the water, she held it up so that it would run over her heavy body. She felt the soothing water glide over her large breasts. She dipped the clothe again, this time leting it hit her sensitive spot between her legs. Having just turned 60, she had been raised in a strict family, and time, where touching yourself was considered "sinful". Since Henry's death five years ago, she had not been with another man. It had only been recently. The phone rang again and again, demanding his attention until he could ignore it no longer."Fuck it." He muttered, carefully walking across the bedroom. Why his wife had to have the damn thing in here as well as downstairs was beyond him, much of her was, and he'd given up trying to be the man about the house, exploring alternative avenues of pleasure when alone.He reached the phone and greeted the unwelcome caller with irritation, surreptitiously caressing his body in the lingerie he'd. She wished Janet would bring the cloth back to her face.“Another.”She took another sip; this one a little longer. Her brain kept trying to tell her something important, but it seemed the only important thing was to keep sipping the tea.“Kate, you recognized me, so I guess you know something about me.”Kate nodded. She sipped more tea, although now without Janet’s urging.“Do you know about my relationship with Jacob?”Kate nodded again, watching her bright blue eyes. They seemed friendlier now.