When she had turned up in his floo, flushed with exertion from the game and wet from the showers, he had immediately taken her into his arms. They had shagged until the small hours of the morning, her drive nigh insatiable and his need to please pushing him further and further into hedonism. He couldn’t get enough of her and was surviving on whatever scraps she could give him, so this moment of quiet togetherness was hitting him hard.