Also, this is my first smut-ish fic. If you don't like sex and sex-based humor, do NOT read this! Chapter Twenty-Eight: Christmas Shopping, Returns, and Other Headaches... and pains in the arse. The next morning, after a good long rest, thirteen naked, sweaty, and fairly sticky people fumbled around in blindness. "No one remove your blindfolds," one Hermione commanded. "We don't want to risk aparadox." "It's funny that we're worried about a paradox when this whole thing