"I can't do it like he does." Whatever flip he switched that made him go from gorgeous to irresistible. Turning on the charm, Hartley supposed. He had never managed to do that on purpose, not in any capacity. Even now he was blushing because of what Harry had said about it. "I don't have a body anywhere close to this. Don't be so stingy, Remus. Those nurses have to deal with grumpy patients all day, let them look at your boyfriend for a bit."

Sirius laughed, sticking his tongue out at Harry. "You better not die before you can pick and design a month for that calendar. I know you know what appeals to the poufters."

"Don't we all." Hartley shook his head, then playfully covered Harry's eyes. "Don't fall for him, he's a siren."