Down the Rabbit Hole

Sweet Merlin, what had she been thinking? It had sounded good in theory... a few anonymous shags, something to take the edge off of a dry spell that was lasting longer than she was comfortable admitting. It had seemed sexy, and had come with a level of confidentiality she could never hope to find in the wizarding world.

But now, ankles in the air, naked from the waist down, and dry as the Sahara, she was reconsidering her decision.