Re: Potters/Wright/Winters
"'less you're going to chase me off," she proclaimed as she dropped into a seat beside James, gazing across at Michael. "Rose took off on me," she pointed out.
Well, technically, it had been the other way 'round, but who was counting?
She did sort of wonder if anything interesting was going to happen; she'd been poking through journals, and was pretty sure Tristan had something planned. She hoped she got to see.