“As you wish.” Jeremy took a flute of champagne from the table and presented it to her before turning and grabbing himself one as well. It did not do to let ladies drink on their own. Indeed, somehow he rather thought he’d feel like a cad if he had lemonade to her champagne.

It was not unheard of for those among their ranks to keep their children home from illness. He remembered hearing his parents speak of the Bellchant daughter, Nimiane, who was of an age with him, being kept home from school for illness as well. Jeremy gave her a sympathetic look. To miss a chance at going to Hogwarts was any child’s nightmare, or so Jeremy imagined.

Between the look she was giving him and her curiosity there was no way Jeremy would be able to deny her anything, let alone to talk of his school days. “I did.” He confirmed, “And I will be happy to tell you about it. However, promise me something first. The moment you begin to find it dull you tell me.”