Penelope leaned against the door frame for a moment and watched Charlie walk away to a spot where he could Disapparate. Her Japanese print silk robe was cinched tightly at the waist and her hair was a bit of a long, tangled mess from their earlier lovemaking. He disappeared with a crack and Penny stretched, standing on her tiptoes with her arms above her head. Taking a deep breath of the night air, she turned back to her flat. Her eyes were still adjusting to the sudden darkness of her flat compared to the bright light shining above her door, so she didn't see the intruder right away. There hadn't been a loud noise to alert her of his presence and she was too caught up in thinking about Charlie to sense anything wrong.
It was definitely time for bed. Closing the door and locking it behind her, Penelope started for the bedroom on the opposite side of the flat.