Apr 30

“You all right back there?” yelled Tonks, her voice almost lost in the wind.

“No!”

She laughed. The wretched woman laughed. “Oh, come on! It’s not that bad!”

Eyes still closed, John gritted his teeth a moment before yelling back. “We’re doing sixty bloody miles an hour over the countryside on a bloody broomstick that just tried to kill me! Yes! It is that bad!”