Greg gave a resolved sigh, and he raised his wand to cast a warming spel. Immediately the room was bathed in warm air, and he moved up and away from Theo, beginning to disrobe. When he stood in a t-shirt and drawers, Greg moved back to the bed, pulling the table a bit closer.
"We'll stay in then," he said as he noted Theo's empassioned response, "I really wish I could take you into Hogsmeade. But if you wanna stay in..," he commented, his hand moving back to Theo's head and running down his back,"I could do for a bit of a lie in. Maybe we could read together?"he suggested, resolved that intimacy was not the first choice for Theo. Greg had grown accustomed to snuggling and lounging with Theo; those quiet moments together were a balm for Theo and Greg found himself settling into the routine easily. It was so much better then those years in prison. He had craved the physical contact and now his cup was nearly full, so to speak.
"So you had a dream?" Greg said as he rolled Theo over onto his back so he could see his face, "are you okay?"