The intensity of the rain was making conversation more difficult as she could barely keep her eyes open against it, let alone speak. "I think we're sort of out of luck on all the fronts." Win was already thoroughly soaked, down to the bone, and thank Merlin for Gus' hold on her arm otherwise she may have slipped simply trying to stay upright.

She needed more solid ground to try and apparate out, so she tried to make her way up the short hill, but between her skirts and her carpet bag and now trying to be conscientious of Gus, Winnie lost her balance. It naturally happened in the least graceful way possible, then downhill. Winnie slid, pretty sure she'd taken Gus down with her as she slid her way down the wet, grassy knoll, toward the pond.

Thankfully she came to a halt before hitting the water and nothing from her bag spilled out, but her skirts were up around her knees and she was laughing her ass off. "Gus take me home, please!" She laughed, thinking she could use the distraction and the company on this dreary day.