Amelie frowned at the thought. She had seen far too much of Pucey in just the few weeks she had lived with him than she ever needed to see. "It's still an idea." And she left it at that.
"Iit has a rather inviting odor though, doesn't it?" She promptly covered her mouth and nose with her hand.
The fact that not all of their magic seemed to be in full swing was still worrisome. "I wonder if anyone has gained back the ability to fly on a broomstick. I might consider taking up flying if it meant a way home."