Ginny Potter stepped away from the Floo Connection and wondered why she had agreed to drive a group of tourists anywhere they wanted to go on the Magical Mystery Tour Bus. She was only doing it as a favor for her mum's friend,
grandma_kate. It wasn't that Grandma Kate wasn't a nice old lady, but Ginny was beginning to have doubts about the rest of the
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"There, there. Shhh, it's ok. Really." He stroked her wings and nuzzled her neck some more. "You've changed into your favourite purple and red dress with god trim. And..." he paused and pointed his wand at her, "some green vines."
Amamama smiled at him and admired the change. "Hm! Looks good. Thank you, darling. Now, should we pack something? Should I bring the fiddle?"
"I thought angels only played harps?" Bill teased her.
Amamama stuck her tongue out at him. "Not this one, and you know it." Rose shook her petals in agreement, enveloping Amamama in a most intoxicating scent.
Bill shook his head to clear it. "Yes I know. And yes, bring your fiddle. And the leather trousers and the white ruffled pirate top?" He was looking at her with begging eyes.
"Oh, you silly man!" She laughed. "You want me to be a pirate-fiddler-angel too? By all means." She packed it all, and then added a few shawls of varying weight. "Better be prepared."
"Are you ready?" Bill was waiting for her, and she enveloped him in a hug before she transported them both to London and the Magical Mystery Tour Bus.
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"I thought you brought some action?" Bill smirked.
"Yes, yes. Wait - if the birthday girl isn't here yet, maybe I should ask them to wait?"
"Or maybe you should ask them to demonstrate and hopefully inspire those Spartans of Moonette's. They're getting lazy and need to know there are ways to grab her attention."
"Good idea!" She kissed him firmly. "Come on boys, let's show them some real muscle and control..."
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An then I'm off to bed. Hopefully I'll manage to drop by tomorrow. Cheers!
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