Aly whirled around, shielding Adam, and then her eyebrows rose in surprise.

"Devon?" she choked out. Devon stood there, dressed in jeans and his sweater, casually staring at them.

"Aly? Who's that?"

"Who?" Aly asked dumbly, slowly pushing Adam backwards.

Adam peered around Aly's shoulder and smiled brightly. "Hello, mate!"

Aly looked between the two quickly, and then Devon recognized Adam's face, and quickly pulled out his wand.

"It's Aldaine!" he exclaimed. "Stupef-"

"Protego!" Adam said, pointing his wand under Aly's arm.

The spell rebounded and Adam stupefied Devon.

Aly looked at Devon's unconscious body in horror and then wheeled around and looked at Adam. He casually strode over to Devon and pointing his wand at Devon's head, saying, "Obliviate."

Adam walked back over to Aly casually, grinning. "That's been taken care of."

Aly still stared up at him, her green eyes flashing.

"What?"

"YOU MUST BE COMPLETELY INSANE!" Aly roared, lashing out at Adam. She started punching him. "What in the bloody hell made you do that?!"

"Ouch! Hey-Ow! I'm sorry! Watch it!" Adam exclaimed, trying to shield himself.

"What made you do that?!" Aly roared, punching his shoulders. "Do you know how much trouble we're in?!"

"Aly! Calm down!" Adam winced, ducking. "He'll be fine!"

"No...He...won't!" Aly said, slapping his head. "Obliviate doesn't permanently erase the memory! He'll remember everything by tomorrow! Then what happens?!"

"Hey-OW! Just listen...!"

"Using magic underage! The Ministry will be on your tail! Now they can track you! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!" she roared, thumping his head.

Adam finally grabbed hold of her wrists, his grip like iron. Aly struggled to get free, but Adam held her tightly, his blue eyes raging.

"Are you done?" he asked, slightly amused. Aly huffed, looking away.

"Aly," Adam grinned. "That was a pretty strong charm. I doubt he'll remember anything."

"Yeah, right, sure. Ok. So, you're telling me that he won't remember you? Or me. That's rich."

"I'm serious," Adam repeated. "That was a strong memory charm. I remember that Lockhart guy! He's been in Mungo's for four years now. He still doesn't remember his name."

"Well, Lockhart's an idiot. Devon...Devon could open his mouth anytime he likes," Aly sighed, staring down at his sprawled body.

"Then strike a deal with him," Adam suggested.

"What type of deal?" Aly asked suspiciously.

"I dunno. Transfiguration homework...for a month or two."

"Sure. So, what happens if I say no? I can't do his homework? Will he just go running off and tell everyone?" Aly said, clenching her fists.

Adam shrugged, releasing her wrists. "That's up to you. But no worries. That memory charm was strong. And if he does remember, strike up something."

Aly rubbed her wrists gingerly. "Tight hold, Aldaine."

"Well, look here, I think you gave me a black eye," Adam grinned. Aly stared at him in disbelief. "Did I really?"

"Look."

Aly stood up on her toes to peer at his eye, and it was turning slightly purple. "I did, didn't I?" she gasped. "I'm so sorry! I don't know what came over me!"

Adam winked and then winced. "Some of that charm that only radiates from you, I guess."

Aly flushed and glared up at him. "Goodbye, Aldaine."

"Well, I love you too, grumpy," Adam said cheerfully, bending down. Adam hugged her, wincing again, and then smiled down at her, ruffling her hair. He disappeared behind the bushes.

"I'll be expecting you around Christmas time," he called. Aly smiled and turned around, stopping in her tracks.

Devon sat up.

"Mind telling me what just happened?"