"What?!" Minerva yelled, nearly slopping her hot chocolate on her. "That fucking bastard. He's supposed to help you, not bloody petrify you," she scathed, looking at the door and daring the wizard in question to come inside the room.
"I hope you hexed his bullocks clean off...doing that to you."
Minerva snorted at Jamie's statement. "Yeah, that I've had my fill for as it is. So fuck it, so long as Ben's happy."
She raised an eyebrow at the news and then laughed at her friend. "I'm not surprised that she would be fucking hot, considering her grandson. Wow, your dad must be in seventh heaven having both of his parents around. What do you think of them?"