Watching them both with an appreciation, Bill decided that going out was a damn good idea. His hand had moved to Lavender's hip and he knew damn well where this night could go if he wanted. And he wanted.
"You ladies go dance, I'll get the first round." Stepping away from them, Bill walked over to the bar and ordered two rounds of fire whiskey shots plus ale for everyone. He passed over a bag of Galleons, ready to lose some serious gold that evening.
As he waited for the drinks, Bill leaned against the bar and watched Lavender and Parvati with interest. He didn't know if it was the moon, months without sex or both, but damn.