Zach hadn't traveled abroad much, not like Romilda. And when he went, it was harder to get time on his own than in England. Zach had no interest in going with his father, who was happy to buy straight sex toys for him, and certain kinds he only bought from muggles for what he wanted to, someday, do with boys.
He nodded and smiled. "I've never been to Paris," Zach commented, standing as he began to prepare tea. "But I think I know London better than some people who live there," his lips curled up in a smile. He was going to try to convince his father to let him live there that summer - begin getting ready for life after the Academy. Also, for shagging. His mother was...not as accepting of it, though she turned a blind eye when it wasn't right in front of her.