Recognition flashed in the younger Gryffindor's eyes as the newly graduated Ben McShane made his way into the room. "McShane, glad to see you haven't let yourself go since leaving Hogwarts," Brody shot back with a grin and positioned his hat, "Thanks, it's hideous but I make it work."

Ignoring the snickers that inevitably followed his cocky comment, the young Irishman took on a thoughtful expression as what was inarguably the best night of his life replayed in his mind. "Ah, see now I'm going to tell you and you won't believe me but it's all true, I swear." Brody shifted slightly in his seat as he prepared to dish the details, deliberately drawing out the moment for the suspense. "Well it was the summer between my fourth and fifth year at Hogwarts and we were living in Derry at the time. Some house in the suburbs. Anyway, my sister's dance troop was performing in town so she and the girls spent the night at our place." Brody's grin widened immediately, "One of the girls was this willowy little blonde and she was eying me up all afternoon. We flirted, she winked, and much to my surprise she slipped into bed with me late at night when everyone was sleeping. Needless to say, that was one of my better wake up calls."

Brody gave a little laugh, "Was it good? Are you kidding? It was fabulous, though the condoms kind of dulled things a bit, that's one of the upsides to contraceptive spells at Hogwarts by the way, and she was eighteen, flexible, and had stamina like you wouldn't believe." Reclining back once more, the young man looked at his companion, "Sex is loads of fun, McShane, you should give it a try."

"Any other takers?"