Adrian snorted in laughter into his drink. Oh she had a mouth and Adrian for one appreciated it. For all his house rivalry in Hogwarts he hadn't been among the number that hated Weasleys simply for existing. Percy had been a prat, but that was merely because of the stick shoved firmly up his arse.
He slapped a hand across his chest and smirked. "You wound me Potter, wound me. And we all know that if I had a pussy I'd never leave my house. I haven't the foggiest how you manage to." Adrian turned slowly and set his tropical drink on the bar top and turned his head toward Ginny.
"Last I checked it was the year 2000, but I suppose that doesn't stand for shite now. How about you?"