Don Juan's fingertips fluttered in response to Dean's. A little farther from the house and a motion like that could be dangerous; Don Juan was likely to jump his bones given suitable encouragement. Nevermind that his family were all in the house behind him. It was a cold night, they weren't going to trudge through the unnatural snow in the garden to follow him.

"You make the Ministry look sexy," he said playfully, but even while he said it he was still chewing on what Hudson had said. He would have brushed it off as a joke, but he could usual tell when Hudson was joking about things.

"Your parents would really cut you off?" he asked, uneasy. He felt a lot of pressure to live up to his family's expectations, and usually felt he was falling short — but there had never been any suggestion of that.

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