"Ahuh, it's always you Obi-Wan. You're kind of a trouble magnet," Molly replied, letting her stud click impatiently against the back of her somewhat chattering teeth. Shivering as water dripped down the back of her neck, she caught a drop before it went too far and flicked it at her teacher. "Showed up all of a sudden? No warning, no sign, no nothing?"

Rolling her lip ring as she bit her lip, she grinned at him as he finally gave her his jacket. Shrugging into it, she caught the towel as it began to slip and tugged it round her. Oh yeah, she loved this jacket. Familiar smell, feel, magic, it was just Harry in one big well worn jacket. "You got here less than a week ago and you're not dead yet? Or you know seriously injured?"