She took a graceful step back. "I didn't let him, nothing happened," he added, knowing with cold clammy certainty that there was little he could say to change the situation. She'd been lost to him since the bum fondling.
Oh my God, I am still crying with laughter at that line, maybe because it's 1am and I'm exhausted, but no, I really think it's because OMG this fic, this fic is so hysterical and tragic and sad and lonely and the voice of it, oh, I am dying here. BUM FONDLING. a;lskjg. And that's how he wanks, just normally, and the animals, and Black/Padfoot, and the sodding UNICORN. *DYING HERE* !! So much love for this!