ay.

“afew,”pottersaid,evasively.“whataboutyou?”

fuk.whatnow?

“i—ireallydon’twanttotalkaboutit.”

“ohmerlin,thatmany?”potterquipped.“eon,itan’tbeworsethanmehavingathreesomewitholiverandginny.”

“what?”drao’sjawdroppedopen.“youseriouslyhadathreesomewithtwoexes?thatdoesn’tsoundhealthy.”

pottershrugged.“itwasn’tasspetaurasonemightthink.butthey’retogethernow,soiguesssomethinggoodameoutofit.”

“weasleyandwood?”hehadheardrumoursaboutthat.

“eon,nowyoutellmeaboutthewildestthingyou’vedone.”pottergavehimanexpetantlook.

“um…”makingoffeethism?sleepingnaked?stantlywankingtothethoughtoftousledbkhairandforestgreeneyes?

“you…”potterfurrowedhisbrows.“youaren’t—”

ohno.

“drao,”hesaid,straighteningup.“you’vehadsexbefore,right?”

oh,bugger.draowordlesslysummonedthefirewhiskeyandavoidedpotter’sgazeashepoureditintohisgss.

“oh.”

yes.oh.

“isitbeauseyou’reapure-blood?”