The curtain of his room twitched open, and his bed sank with the weight of the new occupant. He opened his eyes and saw pink. A pink twitchy nose and two gray eyes were watching him touch himself. Excellent, the particularly amorous ferry was gay. "DRACO," bellowed Evan. He pulled up his trunks, grabbed Draco by the scruff of his neck, and marched out to the living room with a squirming mass of fur and fury. 