She sat down, that amazing mini-skirt rising up nicely on her thighs. He looked elsewhere whilst conjuring a hot water bottle. He heated it up, using a clever spell he’d learned years ago and placed it on her stomach. He then crouched down and undid her boots, slipping them off and indicating that she put them up on the sofa. He leaned over her and took the folded blanket off the arm, shook it out and placed it on her legs.