The Enchanted Chalise
"Have you drank from the chalise yet?" Arriana inquired as she plucked the beautiful gold cup from his hand.
"No. According to the legend one must be worthy of a sip from this chalise or death comes on swift wings. I'm not quite ready to go just yet," Artis replied as he stood to put on his robe. " We really must be getting back to Hogswart before they notice that we are gone. Do you still have some floo powder?"
"Yes, are you sure it's still safe for us? What are you going to do with the chalise?"
"I'm going to hide in the forbidden forest when we get back to school," Artis told her as he took some of her floo powder. Seeing the worry on her face he assured her that it was for the best. No one would think to look there.