Kevin raised an eyebrow as Megan held up the Portkey. Ok... it's something musical. Definitely sounds like fun... but damned if I'm not MORE curious.
He held up a hand, pulling out a vial and downing the contents. "You know how much my body hates traveling by Portkey," he muttered. Feeling the anti-nausea potion take effect he watched them all grab their bags. He put his his finger on the Portkey with Anthony's, feeling the familiar pull behind his navel.