Harry took her other hand and kissed the palm, making several first years sigh and whisper amongst themselves. "We do have reading material - we have Quidditch Weekly, Quidditch Today, the Quibbler - courtesy of Luna - a few Prophets, and the stray PlayWitch. Or even PlayWizard, depending on your orientation."
He kept a hold of the hand that wasn't making him purr like a cat being petted, and raised a brow. "Mandy, love, if my Mum's Potions genes aren't enough, nothing is."