Rab laughed, feeling how aroused she was. "In due time, love. Let us go." She pulled close as he pulled his wand, Apparating them to the outskirts of Manchester.
Being in no hurry, they decided to walk down the dark and dusty streets. As they did, he spied a group of homeless Muggles camping under a small bridge. "Perfect," he said. He raised his wand and shouted a number of spells. Before the Muggles could react, the bridge fell upon them. Rab laughed as they walked, the sounds of shouting and squealing tires loud in the air.