"Just how many Slytherins are you fucking exactly?" Greg questioned, giving her a quizzical expression. "Hestia, been there," he also added taking another drink from the pint glass.
As Katie made a mad dash, Greg just stood there watching her. What exactly was she doing? She began flipping pages through a book. She mentioned a spell to check, to make sure their suspicions held any truth. "You would almost have to check it with a spell, I'm shit with potions. Should have paid more attention in school, but was too busy causing trouble instead."
It was odd hearing Katie refer to him as baby brother. Could it really be possible that she was his half-sister? Greg had spent most of his life wishing he hadn't been the only child, it certainly would have made his life a little easier.
"I'm not exactly the same person I was back in school. People grow up, you know?"