"That was creepy." Monica acknowledged, her eyes bright. Suddenly she felt a lurch in the pit of her stomach. "Something's not right." She thought. "Where's Ray?" She turned and ran downstairs, out the kitchen door and into the forest. "Ray? Ray? Where are you?"
Ashleigh sat by the fire, warming up. "It sure does get chilly here at night doesn't it?" She mentioned casually.
Harry sat with Emmy on his knee. "I don't think we're going to have a problem with that at all." He replied to Melinda. "Isn't that right sweetums?" He asked the laughing Emmy. "I'm great, Occlumency is coming along great, in fact I have gone a month without a bad dream or scar pain." Harry replied.
Emmy laughed as she reached up for Uncle Harry's Glasses and tried to put them on.
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