At her reply he realised he might have been a bit too harsh, but living with a secret for so many years...it made its marks, he guessed.
'I'm sorry, Susan,' he said softly. 'I'm a bit paraniod, I just...there is a huge difference between the way I was raised and the way I was supposed to be raised. It's...nothing you just learn. My father prepared me for over a year before I started at Hogwarts, making sure I'd never slip out of character.' He smiled. 'I'm not used to people knowing.'
He took a sip of his firewhiskey, relaxing into his seat and thinking about her statement. 'I'll ask the parents then,' he said. He was still sure he'd get them handed out that way. One kid got a kitten then everyone would want one.