Alfie wasn't helping, doing the opposite if anything. The way he reached down and tugged Julien's pants down had Julien forgetting what he was doing, and the hand that kept moving, the look in Alfie's eyes made Julien feel weak, his hand little more than bumping lethargically against Alfie's cock as the Ravenclaw made sounds he'd never made before, firmly at Alfie's mercy.