"Why are you here?" Rose tried not to sound like she didn't want him there. That wasn't it at all. She had been dreaming, for five long years, for the day when he would step back into her life. She envisioned her back in his arms, feeling safe and sheltered, just as they were back when they were both students at Hogwarts.

"Since you obviously aren't accomplished in the art of seduction..." [said Fiona]

"Obviously." Rose said under her breath. Fiona shot her one of her famous death glares, her hazel eyes boring into Rose until Rose pretended to zip her lips and throw away the key.