"Of course you should feel threatened," Ernie joked back. "Your arse is all right, but nothing's quite like a quidditch arse, don't you know."
He looked at his friends with an overexaggerated pout. "No snogging or shagging patients, remember? Though apparently he wasn't the only player I snogged that night, and I possibly may have shagged one of them. Again, too many gin and tonics, but the bloke promised to ask his teammate and let me know which one of them I shagged - and hopefully if it's the other one, he'll be interested in a repeat! I love a man with a sizeable bat."