Megan couldn’t have been more stunned if Justin had just admitted he was a Death Eater; he rarely ever gave in that easily. Deciding not to argue about the subject, Megan ducked back into the bathroom, grabbing one of her towels to dry off. It didn’t take long, as Megan decided her hair didn’t need to be completely dry, and as she turned back to Justin, Megan couldn’t help giggling at his new look.
“Come on. In my room. It’ll be easier if I’m lying down.” Megan said with another giggle as she grabbed Justin’s hand and tugged him in the direction of her bedroom. Once there, Megan crawled toward the centre of her bed, before laying down. “And no trying to get out of it, Jay.” Megan said glancing behind her to look at Justin as she moved to untie her top.