"Fine, desert me to my misery," he teased, even as he nudged her gently to the couch and called for a House Elf to bring them hot cocoa and warm chocolate chip scones with butter. "Need any help? It'd be a good distraction from essays."
He eyed her, suspicious of why she was bringing up Hugo. "Have you been seeing him?" he asked, wondering if he needed to have a little chat with Hugo Weasley. "Just be careful, Wrenlet. He's a teenage boy, and speaking as a former one I know exactly how they think. Especially the nice ones."
The Elves came with their treats and he grinned when he saw the cocoa was topped with a mound of whipped cream. Just how they liked it. "You can talk to me about anything, sweetheart. What's on your mind?"