Susan grinned evilly at the shocked expression on his face. "That's right, I went there," she confirmed, still smirking. "Hmmm so what you're saying to me is that you're more of a Kelly or a Michelle?" She tilted her head and looked at Justin with narrowed eyes for a long moment, before nodding to herself. "Yes I can see it actually. You're definitely more of an 'Heard a Word' as opposed to 'Crazy In Love' - although the mental image of you writhing around à la Beyoncé and Seamus being all Jay-Z is one that I will cherish until my dying day." She rolled her eyes and gave him a disappointed gesture with her fork. "Oh come now, you can't have a five-way with Hufflepuff men! It always ends badly. Hufflepuff men are far too into fairness - all 'oh no, you go down on her first, I'll wait' and nonsense like that. If you're doing something like that you want four Gryffindor or Slytherin men, all of whom want to fuck you. The testosterone levels really add to the experience."
She sat back with a startled expression. "Justin Finch-Fletchley are you telling me that you lost your vee to Seamus," she asked incredulously. "I totally thought you would have lost it to Wayne for sure, maybe Ernie." She paused at the sudden mental image of the three adorably short men involved in a ménage à trois and had to stifle a guffaw. "That would have been a very sweet threesome I'm sure."
"He is," she agreed, taking a long sip of her wine, before lifting it up to appreciate the colour. "I don't mind grumpiness, it's just that occasionally he acts as if he is the only person in the world who's allowed to be upset by things. Or that that scar of his gives him the excuse to be horrible to people, when say Lav has to wear her scars quite literally a lot more openly than he does."