"Yeah, he's a bastard." Scorpius realised, only too late, that might have been the wrong term to use in reference to the father who was never there for her. He winced at his own tactlessness. "You know what I mean."
He – gently – dragged her down to sit with him on the sand. It seemed like she had a lot to get out of her system, so they'd best be comfortable for it.
"Do you know if he knew?" Pansy had never told him that, but it was something he'd wondered about.