Somewhere in the span of her head waggling and Jimmy's next words, the blood suddenly ceased flowing. The one upside to sped up time was that she had experienced a fast, terrible nosebleed instead of an agonizingly long one. The pain hadn't subsided, though.

Of course, she didn't give it much thought that her nose was no longer leaking, for all of her concentration was on Jimmy once more. "I don't gotta do nothin'!" Billie shot back out of principle. She was going to tell him of all the strange Hogsmeade happenings. She couldn't resist spilling the beans, but she didn't want him to think he could just wheedle anything out of her.

The shaggy haired blondie glanced down at her ankles and then back up. "I thought it was you playin' tricks on me. I thought ya shrunk 'em. That's why I was coming over here in the first place, but no! Look!" Striding closer, she stood next to him, trying to measure herself next to him as a reference. She was still quite a bit shorter than him, but she was noticeably taller. "I grew. And that ain't even the start of it!"

She glanced up and down the street, as if she were about to spill quite a few juicy secrets. "I seen Arnie's mother with pink hair. Pink! And remember that old man who got all runned over by a carriage and died? I swear I seen him on High Street this morning. Alive as you an' me."