Going "home" was incredibly tempting, it'd probably make the embarrassment go away faster but he couldn't intoxicate himself unless he did it on Lestrange's coin. It probably wouldn't go down well if he took advantage of the man's generosity but at least if he was drunk he'd forget to have a sense of shame until later. "You 'ave my word." He smiled uneasily before adding, "If it means anythin'."
Eyeing up this magnificent set eh? MJ sold her soul to Satan's graphic designer. I wish he'd take mine too.