"Lord Peverell," a surprised voice greeted them when they exited the floo at Longbottom Manor. "To what do I owe this pleasure?" Augusta Longbottom was a vision. While for "casual" clothes her style left a lot to be desired, she had gone all out for her grandson's birthday. The elegant robes accentuated her figure quite nicely; only the vulture on her head kept things ... interesting.