In one fluid movement, Molly was up and she walked over to him, her hand touched his arm, "Harry..." she said softly, she had been working with him for some time now, she knew the signs. "Maggie is with you, don't do anything rash," she whispered softly, her tone was smooth, perhaps a bit seductively, but that was her Winter Lady seeping through.
Quickly she pulled her hand away and the sighed, "I didn't mean for it to sound like it." She offered a sad smile, stepping away to go sit back down.