Apparating was firmly off the table – and bless Ewart’s heart that he still tried to be magnanimous about it despite the time she had nearly taken his foot off – so Ailsa instead did the next best thing and wove herself underneath his arm to help prop him up. She could be a crutch, even if she wasn’t much of a navigator. (Or a lander. Or vanisher. Or concentrator, to be quite honest.)
Helping her husband to his feet Ailsa lit her wand and held it aloft in her spare hand.
“The forest is so pretty a night isn’t it?” Ailsa mused idly. Somewhere in the distance there was a howl…
Oh well, if need be she could apparate them away. Better to lose a leg then have to miss the full moon for the rest of one’s life!
“Come on darling, I think you deserve a cold drink and a warm bed,” she grinned as they began to walk. “And I shall need warming up too by then but I'm sure we'll think of something...”
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