"Wait, just a sec. Going to grab something," Mona said as Alex went up the stairs before her.
In her bedroom, which was really hers thanks to Fred and George though she rarely slept there, she had hidden a metal lunchbox under the floorboards in her closet. Snatching two rolled cigarettes from the lunchbox, Mona quickly made her way up to the roof where Alex was sitting in one of the old pieces of lawn furniture.
"Want me to transfigure that into a sofa? Would be more comfortable."