"Ask you," Philip replied, "Hogwarts library was built so students could have sex between the bookcases."

The idea of running from parental authority was a bit novel to Philip. He got along with his folks. They fed him, financed him, and never seemed to need him for more than the occasional stock tip. The young man certainly didn't foresee them getting their parenting act together long enough to set up an engagement.

"So where afterwards Haddock?" Philip took a sip of his beer at last. He was toying with the idea of mentioning the Death Eaters to his friend. After all, recruiting a spy in the heart of mudblood country would certainly be looked on favorably. All the same, the only people whom you thought you could trust were also those you had to suspect first.