Chapter 153 – 12 Grimmauld Place
"How are you going to produce venom?" Quincy asked while we were sitting in our bathtub. She was lying against my chest, enjoying the warm water and relaxing after a long day.
"Good question. Maybe I jerk it out."
"Idiot!" She giggled, bopping my forehead, "Maybe we need a big bucket and turn you into a cow. Double transfiguration? What do you think?"
"And you call me an idiot?" I grinned, tickling her sides, "Wouldn't I be a bull then?"
"You? A bull? Sorry, you are not like one."
"Heeeeey, are you sure?"
"Yep!" She answered proudly, beginning to wiggle her bottom. "Am I wrong? Can you prove it otherwise?"
"Heh... You little!" I moaned, beginning to move, making her laugh with such a charm I felt myself being put under her spell. Not that I would fight back against her...
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