There had always been a crush, especially on Harry. The boy who lived with his beautiful eyes and infuriating demeanor. Pansy had called him on it more than once. The others learned to stop mentioning. He can't help but laugh softly.

"I look amazing naked, thank you,' he says, though he pauses before adding. "Back in school, Pansy gave me shite about you and the crush I had. When I moved in here, she asked if I was pursuing that. When I mentioned Hermione lives here as well, she noted that threesomes are eautiful. I laughed at her and told her she was an idiot."

And she might be an idiot, but she hadn't been wrong about so many things apparently.