For about twelve loops, all Harry did was think about that conversation. They hadn’t touched on the complicated subject again, but Harry spent every minute thinking about the possibility. He’d been reading his Latin handbook or another book about time-turners, but his thoughts kept revolving around sex. Sometimes he simply pictured pleasant images, usually of pretty girls like Ginny or Fleur, but sometimes he did try to imagine what Voldemort would look like during the process. It came out rather unattractive and Harry cringed, covering his face with his book.