Hexy stepped in behind Zoe but briefly looked back at the cottage, almost expecting an assassin or a troll to come barging in. Though the upper windows had the charm to keep the people inside unseen, Hexy knew that there would be a pot wearing house elf struggling to peer over the windowsill.

She gave a measured look. Dingy would be enough on security, it wasn't like the rest of Hogsmeade was going to throw a block party for a neighbor they knew nothing about. There was the opportunity here for Hexy to have some fun.

And she had so much fun last time...

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