Draco didn't know if he should laugh or bang his head against the wall. He decided for the earlier, since the latter would cause pain and ruin his skin and hair. One had to be so careful with those things.
Miles,
You... amuse me, but I was told that you were acting like you were in love, completely wrapped into each other. Quite disgusting, if you ask me, but fire-vodka explains the sudden never-ending love. Really, Antonin should have known better than to marry.
If he can't do it, let me know, and we'll see what we can do in Britain. We are a little more civilised here. We expect the bride and groom to be aware of what they are doing.
I'm sure he was on the same diet as you, except he drinks more.
I didn't doubt that you would love the sex. It's the marriage that had me confused.
Love, Draco
PS It has been, but I've been busy too. Too many things to take care of, but I'm on vacation starting tomorrow, so we'll have more time to see each other, and you must come and see my son when he's born. I"ll let you know.