Lily nodded, finding she was concentrating more on the feeling of his fingers brushing hers than what he was saying. She heard him mention "House flag" and "loo", but little else until they stepped into the guest bedroom.
It was a nice little room, she decided, gazing around. It was sparsely furnished, but homey, and the bed looked inviting as hell. Lily watched James turn back the covers.
"People can be selfish," she agreed with a yawn. "I suppose we'll find out when we see the Prophet tomorrow...Death Eater activity in Diagon Alley...that's new..."