Hugo grinned at the question, only too happy to give her an answer. "You see Rosie, when a bloke reaches a certain age, there are things he wants, needs he has," he said, snorting at the look on her face, completely forgetting they were in the library. "Does Bryn tell you about naked dreams?" And okay, this was really gross to be talking to his sister about this, but it was worth it for the look on her face.
"Of course it's a metaphor Ms. Weasley. But the only Hufflepuff I'm really friends with is Cedric. And we're just friends." Though, if he thought about it, Cedric really was good looking, and nice, and smart. But it wasn't a crush. Crushes were for girls.
He rolled his eyes, and pinned her with a Look he'd learned from their dad. "And what is so wrong with Acceptable? We don't all have to be brilliant at everything." He sighed. But she was probably right, their mother would want EE's and O's, he was sure of it.