"Not that, love. Anyone standing outside with their ear pressed against the door will hear screaming and pleas for mercy. Screams of passion would only encourage him to think you might be in here. When he knocked on the door the other night and demanded to know what was happening, I told him that I was simply enjoying one of the local Muggles. You know how protective France has become of their Muggle population. Can't hardly curse one without getting in some sort of bother with the Ministry."