Theodore smiled at Pansy. He was horrible and she'd still told him about their child before anyone else. "Thank you," he said. "I won't tell a soul. I'd like it if you trusted me again."
He closed his eyes when she started to shampoo is hair. "I don't feel like leaving the house. Everyone will just want to talk to me about my penis. I deserve it, but I don't like it."
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