After the incident with the professor they had left the others and gotten a hotel room in York for the night. They’d be driving back to London tomor...row. When they’d arrived she’d noticed a small private shop a few streets away that specialized in ladies apparel. Deciding to treat Jamie and herself she’d left him in the hotel bar and hurried off to buy some things to make the night more interesting. Not that sex with Jamie needed to be more interesting of course. Christ knew who taught that boy. ’‘Yeah mate,’ replied Ron as he rubbed Harry’s back gently, ‘good luck, you’ll be fine. One step closer to defeating Voldemort ehh’‘Yeah, thanks man,’ said Harry as he broke away from their embrace and gave Ron a quick kiss on his forehead, ‘keep Hogwarts safe while I’m gone,’ Harry said jokingly as he and Hermione hurried up the stairs.‘I will,’ said Ron with a smile as he watched Harry and Hermione turn the corner. As soon as Harry and Hermione were gone, Ron’s warm smile dropped instantly as. "I like when you're the girl. Then I don'thafta be. We can play house and I can be the daddy and you can be themommy and I like that better." She barrels through her end of theconversation."I don't think I'm in trouble. I just upset Daddy," I admit to her.I only call Larry "Daddy" when discussing him with Jenny. She calls himDaddy so I do too. It would be really creepy to call him "Daddy" to hisface. I shudder. Really creepy.Mom practically flies back into the room. She's happier. Larry must. Trying to unwind and take my mind of all these many difficult things yetagain with a large glass of whisky, I suddenly felt an increasing urge totake out the small velvet box again now minus the strange powerful ring,and re-read and reflect on that old Christmas card and it's spideryhandwritten message "For Sure t'is not Finnegan"...For it had suddenly reminded me of an unusual conversation about the weefolk that I'd once had one evening long ago with Brendan, when we'd bothhad a few too many,.