"Stories. They don't matter right now." Cepheus was doing his best not to snog James just so he'd shut up. And for other reasons too. He looked at him for a moment, then pushed him into one of the rooms. "Just shut up." He told him, then pressed him against the wall and kissed him deeply.
Caspar reached over and took Scorpius's hand into his own. "I've heard very good stories about his grandmother as well. One day I'd like to be famous and sing on broadway in New York City. So I read the society pages. You are normally in them doing good deeds. I'd like to be like that too."
Pansy smiled. "Caspar, is it?" She asked. "Ah yes. Caspar Longbottom. Your father has spoke to us during fundraisers for Hogwarts."
"I don't think we can use any of that." Aurora admitted. "If you talk about Ana, he may just get upset with you. Definitely can't talk about rough sex. And let's face it. Even though she took it over, the food at the Leaky Cauldron is still atrocious."
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