"I infer that you're a sap," he teased before kissing him. "I'm joking, sort of. You're not that much of a sap and I happen to like it anyway. Good, I don't want you with anyone else- Seeing those memories that you put in a Pensieve with me? God- I felt murderous every time somebody touched you."
He nodded, remembering the classical music thing. Tracey had had it blaring around her house whenever he'd gone around. "We can do whatever we want although it's not like we'll be using the room for more than the weekend, will we?" he asked, knowing Stephen had to officially live at Hogwarts whilst he was a teacher.
"I read just enough," Adrian said, not adding that all he ever seemed to read was case files in shitty handwriting. "But sure I'll give it a whirl."
Adrian frowned. "Oh god, no, that's not fair. I'll deal with the children, you can deal with William and Evelyn. I don't want hugs and kisses," he muttered ominously. "Maybe... Probably not if you keep talking to me. Please?"