He sighed. This conversation was going downhill fast, "I’m not explaining myself properly. Moony sees you as his, he’s possessive, and I suppose I naturally am too to some extent. When the twins make a cheeky comment, or when Sirius flirts with you, no matter how harmless it is, the wolf gets agitated. Draco Malfoy walked in on you straddling me, and the wolf didn’t feel threatened, but I didn’t either, part of me wanted him to watch, maybe even to join. You should have seen the way he lusted after you when you left, and I think you’d struggle denying that you weren’t also affected by his presence. I’m just trying to understand... He told me he found his mate at our pub night..."