She washed quickly, scrubbing and making faces as Amycus lectured her. “You’re not helping the situation either,” she said before she rinsed the shampoo out of her hair.
One last all over rinse and she shut off the water. “They’re right, you know,” she said reaching for a towel and drying off. “Were we good little purebloods, we’d both be married by now. Possibly even have a few brats running around.”