Adrian's smile matched her own and when she finally read the missive he laughed along with her. "Never any doubt, love," he chuckled, leaning down to kiss her neck in a quick line. Lifting his head he moved to take the letter from her hands and set it safely on the bench next to them, on a clean cutting board.
"I knew it," he said, "you should have learned by now that I'm always right. Slytherin, remember?" He gave her a cocky smile and then another congratulatory kiss. "How do you want to celebrate?" He asked, already cataloging in his mind if he had any champagne or good wine in the flat.