"I'd offer to give you mine," Wes said, shaking his head. "but I wouldn't wish them upon anyone, least of someone I actually like." He smiled warmly at her as he took a sip of his butterbeer, and leaned back in his seat. "Oh, my mum makes sure I see them," he said. "Many a Howler have I received from that woman for not gracing them with my presence during Hogsmeade visits. It's the curse of being the only boy -- my sisters could easily trick her into thinking she'd already seen them as there are so many of them, but of course I tend to stick out a bit."
He looked at her and considered what she said about her own family. "Yours can't be that bad," he said, and then smirked. "I imagine you had to have earned that sassy attitude from somewhere."
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