I said I blush, McKinnon. I said nothing about embarrassed and flustered. Don't make mountains out of mole hills now.
Too right you are. He's always swanning off, meeting new people. One time, in seventh year, I let him go off on his own and wouldn't you know it? He came back and found himself a wife? Incredibly rude, you know. He's always bringing home strays.
Oh no, do they know about the Lestranges? If they're not careful, they'll get gobbled up during one of their daily fests of sand, sea weed, and sea water! Beware the trollish Lestranges! For the lick at the ground and shovel sand into their mouths! They pay no attention to what they eat! You could be next!