"Oh yeah, we had it pretty bad," he admitted. "Although Slughorn was far better, and I was lucky we had him in time for OWLs."
He nodded and shrugged. "In a perfect world, it would be nice to have a few who I could alternate. Once every couple of months. No worse than when the Muggles donate blood for their hospitals. And yeah, I tried the blood bank." He had, actually, and he shuddered visibly. "It was like eating food that had spoiled."
He thought about it. "Hmmmm, it could. But it's like living off vitamin supplements and potions and herbs only."
He looked to her, trying to be apologetic. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be talking about such things."