"As much as it pains me to admit it, a likely candidate would be a bloody Gryffindor and National Treasure. Potter, Longbottom, Weasley." He sighed as he flopped down on the edge of the bed when he really wanted to just walk away and avoid it. "Fine, so I will keep coming around but we have to stop this. We have to go back to just fucking friends who shag once in awhile not a bloody relationship that everyone finds out about. How many people know? I can't let it affect us or Isolde." In his mind it was simple. Protect his sister and her babies by getting rid of the problems.
He frowned as he spoke. "It can't be more. I know it has been but we have to protect the females and children. Society won't accept this. Your mum, my father. They would murder us." He scrubbed a hand over his face in frustration. "We still see each other, I'm not saying we should stop." He growled, not knowing what he was saying.