Rhydian had expected, at worst, a laugh and a wall of silence, but she looked serious, and he was left wondering whether by 'older' she meant 'eighty-three.' "A few weeks, eh?" He tried to sound light-hearted about it. "And you weren't going to say anything? I'll spare you the tedium of telling me I'm wrong, then. Who is he, the lucky bastard?" He took a bracing bite of ice cream. The obvious candidates for a woman trapped at Hogwarts, when it came to older men, was fellow professors. He tried to think of the likely candidates, but ... who the hell was there anymore? Who was old?
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