"Dad!" Sam shouted as she walked along the adjacent side of the greenhouse. There were strange moving plants inside, but though the dirty glass, she could see two figures around the corner separating and smoothing out the fronts of their clothes. "Are you over there?"

Jack appeared from around the corner and said, "Sam, I thought you were watching the game, er match?"

"I thought you were too," Sam said as Pansy rounded the corner, and calmly intertwined her arm with his.

"Hello," the professor said simply.

Sam looked at the pair, her uncomfortable father and this beautiful, dark haired woman, and the anger, or jealousy, or whatever she had been feeling melted away. She loved her father and really she just wanted him to be happy. Colin's words came back to her in a moment, 'consenting adults' and she realized she had been childish. She needed to be more mature. Letting him off the hook was a first step in maturity. "Hi," she said back to the professor. "Well, I just wanted to make sure you were ok."

"I'm ok," Jack said. "Are you doing all right?"

"Great actually. Colin was giving me a ride on a broom, and I saw you and just wanted to check in. Now that I know you are good, I'll be on my way," Sam said.

"Broom?" Jack asked and looked up at the sky for a second. Then it hit him and he blushed and looked at Pansy.

Pansy laughed. "Relax Jack, she's a big girl, she can handle the truth. Sam, your father and I are attracted to each other. It's completely normal, though just a little bit sad."

"What do you mean sad?" Sam asked.

"Well, after tomorrow, neither of you will remember any of this," Pansy said. "It's sad because I for one will miss your father very much."

Sam paused and watched the way her father looked at Pansy. She could tell that he would miss her too.

"Do we really have to have our memories altered," Sam asked. "Can't we promise to not tell anyone?"

"I'm sorry, but that is the way it is. The Ministry mandates it. If I didn't wipe your memories, I could lose my position here, and frankly Sam, I don't have any place else to go," Pansy said.

"You could stay with us, we have plenty of room," Sam said.

"Thank you," Pansy said, "but that doesn't seem realistic does it? I mean your father and I just met. We are from two very different worlds. It's probably better this way. Trust me. Have a great weekend and then on Monday you will be back to your normal lives."

"Honestly Pansy," Jack said, "I'm not sure our normal lives compared to this at all."

Pansy kissed him and then said to Sam, "We'll see you at dinner, ok Sam?"

Sam nodded as Pansy led Jack back towards the castle. She didn't know what to say. She'd never met a woman so…sure of herself.

In a few moments, Pansy and Jack were back inside the castle and she squeezed his arm tightly and let it go in case someone were to see them.

"Wow," Jack said, "You really handled that well."

"I spend time around a lot of kids," she said. "They understand a lot more than we give them credit for. I can tell that she cares about you, and she's really going to miss this place. It made me realize just how much I'm going to miss you too and I don't want to waste another minute that we have together. There is a special room in the castle that gives you anything you need. How do you feel about Bedouin tents?"

Jack smiled and said, "Lead the way."

"How did it go," Colin asked when Sam joined him back on the far side of the greenhouse. He'd been watching, but couldn't hear anything.

"Colin, we need a plan."