"Um."

James shrugs, averting his gaze to his shoes for a moment.

"You know. About - who you are. What -"

Oh, god.

This is ... this is ridiculous, and he feels like an idiot.

Say it, Potter. Just say it.

"- we are."

There.

Except ... he's not really done yet, is he? That's not a good enough explanation.

"It's just - my mum, you know. She's got this idea that I'm actually secretly dating Puppy, which is obviously not true. She's my best friend, and it's not like that at all. And - well, Albus and Alexis are sort of ... getting really serious, and that's honestly making my parents a bit ridiculous, really.








"God, I'm starting to ramble like Albus does."