"What is Tabasco sauce?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "I'm more accustomed to taking hangover potions but I doubt Regulus - or Patrick for that matter - will take any time out of his day to brew potions for self-inflicted pain. Especially with the full coming up so quickly."
"You know Patrick?" Azriel asked before snorting. "Stupid question. Of course you do, you're male."
"Don't be. My father was a bastard and I'm better off without him here," he said with a shrug. "You'll learn in this war if you haven't already in life that not all losses are bad. I can't say I'll feel any remorse when they kill Bellatrix Lestrange and her merry band of miscreants."