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Normally, Steff didn't care much about whether Amaranth had company. The two of them were sharing a room in Hufflepuff, so when Steff needed to get something, she simply walked in.

Today, though, she found a scene that arrested her completely.

Amaranth was lying naked on her bed, on top of the covers. And beside her, head pillowed on one of her breasts and equally naked, was Lezard.

Steff crossed her arms over her chest and glared at the two of them. "Hi," she said, rather loudly. "I wasn't interrupting anything, was I?"

After several months of Steff and Lezard making out, Steff had never seen him naked. And here he was, naked as the day he was born, in Amaranth's bed. Even though she told herself Amy was just being nymphly, a not inconsiderable frisson of jealousy shot through her. She had to grit her teeth and remind herself that Amy was her best friend, and therefore she shouldn't try to vivisect her, which was what she really wanted to do.