"You're not allowed to what? Come live with me? What if I could swing it? Get you sort of assigned to you? I'd be responsible for you, baby," Greg said, his hand letting go of Theo's hand and smoothing the hair from Theo's forehead instead. He gave Theo a wry smile, "It's 2005. And I am Greg, a man now, and I'm afraid my dad has gone and spent almost all of the Goyle money. So, baby, I'm broke. Snape offered me the job and fuck yes I took it."
He moved his hand across Theo's shoulders, and gave another sigh. They were going to have a time of this, if Theo kept going round and round with things. Greg was going to drill some main ideas in that head of his, if he had to say the same things over and over every time they met.