"I don't think you'd want it," Harry laughed, shaking his head as he took the bottle again. Tipping it back, he let the liquid charge down his throat, warming the places in him he was sure would chill back down once he was sober - but until then, he was warm.
He took a second large gulp, a whole mouthful, shuddering as it his his stomach.
"Naw I figgure if George and Fred had a bottle of this, they'd totally intend to send it to you - but then be bloody detoured and drink it all themselves," he laughed again, passing the bottle back.
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