Harry thought she was distracting, this was definitely different. He'd never thought that before or if he did, he had far better control than younger, blushing Harry. It was kind of hot really, how distracted he was. Leaning against the door she glanced around her room before dropping her towel and going to find some clothes.

By the time she came out, she had finished the beer and wore her standard, Molly cybergoth fare. The only thing that was different was the lack of bra and the inclusion of a pair of evil looking bunny slippers. Thank Monty Python for those.

"So, I don't know where to start? Like what do you want to know?" Molly asked, bending down to take another beer.