Ned groaned as the feeling of tiny feet walked along his arms and legs with silent quickness. Gently his deep brown eye's opened to depressing sight before him. Ned flexed his broad shoulders, a habit he had formed since being held captive in his own home. It was then that he noticed that his hands and ankles had been untied.

The Slytherin frowned in confusion and gingerly ribbed his sore wrists. Ned furtively glanced at Perry and her guest. She was still completely engrossed in "Georgie" And was paying him absolutely no mind. Ned anxiously licked his lips and took a deep breath.

He needed a plan.