As a result of Draco's charm, the Lynet who walks at a brisk pace down the path from the Mansion to the Orkney cottage is almost unrecognizable as Lynet. It's amazing what a smile can do. Anyone who might stop her on the way would, under normal circumstances, get a tongue-lashing -- but today, who knows?

Because it is in the middle of the day, the family (which does seem to grow daily, and not in the usual manner) are mostly out and about, on some errands or visiting with friends, or doing whatever it is they do with their infinite time. Lynet doesn't care, they could be off trying to invent a new kind of mousetrap for all she cares. The only thing ( Read more... )

The table in the cottage's small kitchen is set for two, with somewhat nicer dishes than they're accustomed to using out there in the woods (she borrowed a few things from the Mansion; they can certainly spare two sets of fine china dishes and a soft white tablecloth). The little room is filled with every warm, delicious smell imaginable. She's ( Read more... )