He saw the inquisitive look on her face. "The headache of having her underfoot all the time was far less annoying than the headache of having her not here."
He stood up when he saw her pout again, putting his hands either side of her on the desk, effectively trapping her there as he smirked. "And I plan on still being your best friend with benefits. But now that I'm a married man, I have that extra little bit of appeal that I know you find so endearing."
"Well let's just see if we can't break a contract without the need for any of that nonsense." He kissed her on the neck, his lips nuzzling there for a second. "I'm rather fond of living myself."
"Darling do you honestly expect I'd shag any woman less than spectacular? I like to think I have some good taste." At the mention of a masquerade, his eyes lit up. "We haven't had a grand party here since... well since long before I went to Hogwarts. Sounds just perfect."
Having her wriggling in his lap was rather comfortable, and he really had no intention of moving. "So a masquerade to celebrate your return to fine health, and for my annulment. I love it."