Cass chuckled. 'If you do tell anyone that, please let me be close by and overhear. I'm sure you can make someone choke on something,' he said with a grin. Preferably his family. That would be nice.
'And yes I do. I was very surprised at not hearing you yell the last time you met. And impressed.' He smiled, then sighed slightly when Harry returned the topic to what he needed to discuss.
'Can't I just forget it?' he asked, then grimaced a bit, before taking a sip of the champagne. 'Ok, so here is the deal,' he started, putting up a privacy spell just for safe measure. 'I got this letter, from a woman I used to be "friendly" with a few years back. Well six years back actually, or should I say six and a half.' He could already see Harry laughing in his inner minds eye. 'It would seem I'm- she had a son. And she claims I'm the dad.'
'Well now she does, she didn't care to six and a half bloody years ago when she got pregnant,' he muttered.