Alex just listened, sitting forward with one hand on her drink and the other under her chin. When he was shaking, she reached out and touched his arm again in order to offer some sort of support. Telling secrets like this, they were big things and Alex knew it, which is why she was quiet until there was a space for her to ask the question.

Well, it would probably end up being more than one, but Alex was Alex so she focused on one thing: "Creature? What kind of creature was it?" Because nothing natural ever got called a creature. At least not in that scared as hell sort of way that Harry had.