"That is some serious purchase you made here, Mr. Montague." The shopkeep commented wearily to Montague as he finalized the wrapping of Montague's package.

" No need for conversation, I've already bought. I want it. I knew it as soon as I saw it and as far as commenting on the concern of my age in reference to the severity of the buy, I more than don't want to hear it."

"Son, I hear you. I am not trying to invade your privacy."

"Well then," Montague sighed, pulling his timepiece from his coat pocket pocket and initialing the note attached to the package, "Good for you. Don't forget, exactly five months from this date delivered to this address. Good day,sir."

"Good day to you, and--"

"Don't. Don't say it." Montague warned as he made his way to the door quickly, time had begun to get away from him. He made it outside the store just in time to see every wizarding constable and shopkeep check there pocketwatches as they began to alternate in glowing green then black. Surely, some of them would pick up on the oddity of this as a warning. Some would see it as a prank and others would not want to risk having any their precious goods in danger and head for the hills. One of the many obstacles he had set was complete, tonight was going better than planned—even if he had to deviate from the plan a bit. In another half hour, doors would start to slam and seal those inside without a means of exit—but more importantly those outside without means of entrance. Montague took a huge breath in and looked around, spotting Silver members trying to look inconspicuous as they awaited sunset, when the wolves would be released to terrorize the unlucky ones in the outdoor square.

As far as he knew, he and his counterparts would be used to set fires, distract authorities, and all in all make sure that the real Death Eaters were not detained. They would be showing their masked faces within the hour, he was very ahead of schedule. Just as he was congratulating himself for yet again rising to the occasion he realized he was being watched. His attention immediately switched from surveillance to the figure outside of the tea shop across the street, the set of eyes he felt on him were those of Angelina Johnson.

He felt the tension in his shoulders release and tried to suppress the smile he felt spreading across his face. Angelina's face remained straight she was concentrating hard, she made her way toward him and for the second time that day he felt his feet become concreted in that spot. He watched her maneuver through the people as gracefully as possible. She didn't stop when she was within range of him, instead she brushed past him letting her hands lay on his chest a little longer than need be and pulling his coat toward the direction she was moving—her subtle way to signal him to follow her. He picked up the message loud and clear. He let her get a few feet in front of him before trailing her. She twisted her way between window-shoppers for a bit before gliding up the steps to a bed and breakfast, there was no even beginning to hide the smile on his face this time.

He stopped where he stood, giving it plenty of time to look casual and unplanned. He headed toward the back entrance of the building and finagled his way past the door and its locks. The owners seemed to be hosting some open house party or something of the sort, he slid passed their entertaining in the parlor and toward the stairs facing the front of the home there he found his first clue, a gold high heel shoe. He picked it up and eased up the stairs , succeeding at not creaking on his way up. Once at the top he glanced around for his next sign and there it was-- three doors down just pass a huge black china cabinet there was the other high heel hanging from the knob. He chuckled to himself as he made his way to the door removing the shoe and entering,

"Lost something?" he asked, as he shut and locked the door behind him.

"I knew the right person would find it." She sighed, she had made herself quite comfortable in the center of the huge quilt covered bed. "I'm sorry , I could not help myself. You look spectacular. I tried to stay away, but these few days went by like weeks." She started to make her way toward the edge of the bed, which he knew could not be an easy feat in a dress that clung like that but she made it look good. He chuckled as he removed his coat jacket and began to unbutton his sleeves.

"Did I mention how amazing you look, I almost lost my cool when I saw you. It took all my will power not to run across and plow over anybody in the way. I didn't believe it was possible to be more attracted to you—then you pull out a suit like this and I am struggling to breathe.."She praised.

Montague laughed as he set both arms on either side of her and leaned down onto the bed, " My god, woman, you have good taste. Are you trying to seduce me?"

"On the contrary I am sure you are the one that has seduced me." She argued playfully letting her fingers trail his black tie that set on his black on black suit. "You aren't cross at me? I know you should be, you told me to have grabbed Alicia and head back to work by now . I admit, you are better than me, I can't stay away from you."

"No." Montague exhaled, easing her down on her back as he laid next to her, "No explanation needed. I am glad you are here, I think I needed to see you."

"What's wrong?" She asked, concerned as she rested her hands on his face, "You look pained." He usually would be at least a little mad at her for ignoring his wishes. Up close she could see the strain on his face.

" I never wanted it to be this way. I would never hurt you." Montague sighed, resting his forehead on hers.

"You are my lover, I wouldn't change that.", Angelina sighed, not knowing what was going on and taking the opportunity just to say whatever was on her mind. " I accept the fact that we can't be public, we would be shunned and it would literally be dangerous at school. I get that. Don't you ever feel bad for me. I am here, I am not going to leave. I have what I need and this might not be the ideal situation but I have something better than ideal. I have you and that's all that matters, I am willing to adapt my life because as far as I am concerned you are my life now, when you hurt I hurt—I know you would never hurt me."

"We got enough practice of that at the end of term," Montague scoffed, referring to their brief break up, "I know we can make this incognito thing work." He sighed placing a gentle kiss on her jawline then moving toward her lips, she pulled away slightly and turned over to face him .

"What's wrong? You are pulling away. That's not like you, it's snogging. Snogging is your favorite." Montague questioned.

"What you said.."Angelina smiled placing her hands on the side of his face, " You aren't going to chuck me after the summer and--"

"And if you thought I would then you don't know me half as well you might should." He sighed.

"I knew. I just need to hear it sometimes, I meant everything that I said that night,I am here for as long as you'll have me I know eventually you'll tell me what it is that furrows your brow, sir. You are so young and you look as if you have the world on your shoulders. You don't have to walk alone anymore, I am here. I never want to see you pained, I know how I feel and I know that I am not going to let that go."

Montague sighed, taking it all in. The room was filling with the glowing orange light of the late sun and the gold of her dress caught it and gleamed against her brown skin. The white of the dress was radiating and the contrast of black on black suit was a bold one, the metaphor was not lost on him. He closed his eyes and nuzzled into the crook of her neck, exhaling deeply. Her hair creating the softest pillow.

"Angelina, you are mine. No one else's. I am not going to let that change. We are better than that. Just be patient and I am letting you know now that it will pay off. This is you and me, no matter what happens—know that. "

He felt Angelina tilt her head to the side to look down at him questioning,

"You already know, any question you can conceive—you can answer. You know me, woman, and I you. Since when does anything else matters?" He continued, not being able to form the words that he so desperately wanted to let out, somewhere deep within he wanted to believe that she could handle the truth but he had no intention of testing the waters and coming out wrong on this one.

"It doesn't." She answered quickly, "but...what are you talking about I already have the answers?

"Damn right." he inhaled as he decorated her collarbone with kisses and ignoring her last question. "Remember that we are all that matters."He pulled her in closer, letting her question go unanswered. He knew that she just needed to get it all off of her chest, saying what she already knew that he was aware of.

"You know this is the first time you've just sat and listened without interrupting me with with some warning to my tits or ability to walk the next day." She laughed.

"Hey, just because they have the night off doesn't mean I have forgotten about them." He said running his hands down her body and rising to lay on top of her. "They know daddy's coming home."

"Not so fast, I think it will be I who will be seducing you." Angelina scolded placing her hands on his chest.

"Is that so?" Montague said, fisting her hair playfully and pulling her in a passionate kiss.

"I would say so." She said, placing both hands on his shoulders and pushing him over to his back , pinning him down, "Just submit." She commanded leaning over and biting his bottom lip and invading his mouth.

"Gladly." He chuckled between kisses.

He placed one hand on her back and pressed her onto his body while he pulled one of her legs higher,straddling him. He kneaded the bare skin of her thigh as her hands began to unbuckle his belt blindly.

"This is not the place for this, and yet...yet home is too far away to continue this." She said against his mouth, allowing her hands to do what they will and smiling at his moans.

Montague shot up, all but knocking her on her back , "Speaking of .." he said, securing his pants and taking his watch in his hand, "Get out of here, go grab Spinnett and..."

"Alex, we were doing so well..." She moaned.

"I am not negotiating with you, Angelina, get your girl and go....you should have gone an hour ago."

"I don't want to I want to stay with you." She argued aggressively trying to pull him back into the bed.

"Please." Montague said softer,still riddled with concern. "Don't do this. Not now."

"Mont, don't shut back down on me. I love you and I think you lo--"

"No! Stop that! I am not shutting down, I swear to you. Get the hell out of here now."

"NO!" Angelina said, "What's going on you look scared."

Just then , terrified screams could be heard from outside and the building shook from an explosion a few doors down. She all but jumped from the bed into his arms as he made his way to the windows, carrying her with him and cradling her to his body.

"Shit! Its too late." Montague sighed, he never wanted it to go down like this.

"What?!?!"Angelina exclaimed as she tried to take in all the chaos that was going on just below before she noticed the mark in the sky and screamed herself. She broke free from Montague and slapped him making her way back to the bed and putting her heels on. The sting of the blow didn't hurt him half as much as the look in her eyes.

"You knew about this? You..these people are in danger, you...YOU LIED TO ME! You said you weren't one of them, You made me believe you—made me love you. What was this? What was I some sort of joke for you?"

"ANGELINA, stop you don't believe that--"

"Shut up ,don't talk to me—my friends are down there." She fought the instinct to be near him in her fear,she was literally distraught and needed to get keep him away.

"We can have this fight later, you don't understand—I was going to explain it all when the time was right—this wasn't the way it was suppose to happen." Montague exclaimed, as she was trying to push her way further away from him. Tears streaming down her face.

She put both her hands on her head, she was so confused. His stomach was in knots and every ounce of composure was on the verge of abandoning him. He felt anger fuel his body, all he needed was her to understand. He just wished she would shut up and listen—she was not innocent in all this, if she would have gone when he told her to she would never of had to find out this way. He could have presented it to her differently—shown her all the things he did for the two of them. This was happening too soon, today was not the day to split his attention if ever they were to be free she needed to back off so he could do what was needed.

"Stay here, don't you dare leave this room. I mean it." He commanded, shaking her. "ANGELINA!"

She just narrowed her eyes at him, she knew he was going to protect her but she was still livid at the man she thought she adored and the lies he chose to keep.

" I mean it," He said making his way quickly toward the door and trying to ignore the now familiar concrete feeling in his feet, "I'll come back for you, just stay away from the damn windows and open the door for no one but me." He turned around and ran back to her, pulling her in tightly knowing more than likely he would just get hit again, which he did. Once on the other side, he cursed the door knob and moved the china cabinet in front of it completely hiding the doorway. He heard a loud noise from the bedroom, but he couldn't go back see what it was or why Angelina felt the need to break things—or whatever the hell she was doing in there-- he had to get out of there to ensure no danger came remotely close to that bed and breakfast.