"Careful, mon chou, or I might start to think you actually enjoyed my company." he teased as he followed the house elf into Tracey's room, a grin on his face. He hadn't really been busy but it had seemed pathetic to say he was laying on his sofa reading a book on dark hexes when they had spoken. He felt like he was becoming the old boring man she always accused him of.
"Your entertainment has arrived." He handed her the bottle of wine he carried and sank down onto her bed with an overly dramatic sigh. "I must admit that you have saved me from a boring evening and your exchanges in the journals were quite entertaining."
He shrugged out of the light jacket he wore and looked at her expectantly.