"Er, it sort of found me." Harry admitted, setting his fork down briefly. "It belonged to my god father's family. I inherited it when Sirius died." He explained with a little shrug. A steal? That was one way to describe it, he supposed. "Kreacher, the house elf, came with it. He used to hate me and all my friends, but he's become really loyal and quite good company."
Harry raised an eyebrow as Jack gave him the colour choices for trousers. Red? He voiced his thoughts without hesitation.
"Red trousers? Pink was hard enough, I can't really see myself wearing tight red trousers..." He admitted with a sheepish little grin, then detoured back to their previous conversation. "I can give you a tour, if you'd like. There are something like seven bedrooms. The place is way too big for me, but it's convenient and I'm too lazy to go house shopping for a smaller place. Besides, all this space might come in handy one day, I guess. I mean, if I ever wanted to say, have a harem..." He grinned playfully, eyebrows wiggling up and down suggestively.