“I’m just happy to make myself useful.” (Charlus)
“Are you now, Ambrose?” Charlus asked, voice low as he watched the younger wizard with a slight smirk. His teaching assistant had been a wonder, really, even if he was confined to his home at book shop-
It was hardly a trial to start holding his classes there, giving Ambrose a chance for some much needed stimulation.
But well, there had been a little flirting back and forth. Nothing quite so brazen sounding as this, quite yet, though.
















