Chapter Nineteen: Mistress Beth
Mistress Beth was just waking up, snuggling closer into her red-headed lover, when the stag Patronus appeared into her room and Harry's voice filled the room.
Draco's in trouble. Need your help. Hurry.
Grumbling, Beth sat up. Her lover wrapped his arms around her waist, sleeping kissing her naked hips.
'Don't go, I'm sure Harry's over reacting.'
'Maybe he is, but maybe he isn't. You know what Harry's like. If I don't go, he'll keep pestering me. I'll go see what he wants and come right back.' Beth kissed the top of her lover's head fondly and gracefully slid out of bed.
She wandered into the ensuite and gazed at her naked body in the full-length mirror behind the door.
'Do you suppose he wants me or Mistress Beth?' she called out.
'Sounded like he needs you.'
'My thoughts exactly.' She said, more to her reflection, as she changed her transfigured black hair back to its original colour and bounce.
Quickly she got herself dressed into comfortable, faded jeans and a blouse. Making sure to kiss the red head on her way out, she jogged her way upstairs.
The door to Harry's apartment was open when she arrived. Unsure of what to expect, she pulled out her vine wood wand and eased inside. At first her senses were on red alert, but she relaxed when Harry pulled off his invisibility cloak.
'Thank you for coming so quickly.' He said, looking tense.
'What's wrong?' she still had her wand in her hand, but Harry idly waved her down, his gaze drifting to the door that opened to his bedroom.
'Zabini collared Draco.' His nostrils flared and she gasped.
'But I saw Draco naked! There was no collar…' she trailed off, suddenly unsure of herself.
'It was hidden by a spell similar to a Disillusion Charm, but it was stronger. I didn't recognise it.' Harry paused, running a hand through his hair.
'I think it's cursed with Dark Magic. I need your help to get it off him safely. Please.'
