Re: Stephen/Andromeda
Jazz had taken point on the way down to Hogsmeade, his heightened senses coming in handy. Of course Moody’s eye was probably the best surveillance they had, but Dementors were sneaky bastards, at least he could smell them. And didn’t they smell lovely? When the elves arrived with their human cargo, Jazz stepped back taking a rear guard position as everyone disappeared into the tunnel. He followed in silence, keeping his senses alert to every little change.
Finally they were nack at the castle and he could relax a little. As the girl asked them their names, he smiled. 'Jasper Newton.'