Harry very nearly groaned when she pulled away,sinking back onto the bed for a moment. Perhaps it was better to just leave it as it was. They'd talked, right? They'd accomplished something, he supposed. Of course that didn't really help now that he was wide awake and apparently Daphne was going to bed.
Had his foot been able to reach the bedpost, he'd be tapping it against the wood, just to hear the noise. Unfortunately, he couldn't quite reach from his spot so that left him with no noise at all, which was typical for the last week. Fine. he internally huffed. It was a stupid question anyway. He'd been rather cranky all week and apparently it had yet to pass.
Now that he was otherwise free to do as he wished, he figured he might as well go about getting ready for bed. He did have to work in the morning. The only bright side to that was he was actually working with Ron on this case, which naturally meant they had some fun before completing it. Ignoring his state of dress...or rather his state of undress, he moved into the bathroom in the search for his toothbrush. His thoughts occupied, but not by what he really wanted them to be occupied by.