"You are such a git! Do you really think we would have transformed into forty year olds over night just because I had a ring on my finger? If you haven't noticed, Parvati is still as bloody youthful as ever," And before he could interject, she added some more to that statement. "And don't bloody well tell me that Parvati and Draco are irrelevant or I swear I will hex the life out of you!" Megan had always had a bit of a violent streak in her.
"Benefit of the doubt?! You couldn't commit after three years. I couldn't wait around for you to decide when to finally grow up! You just didn't bloody well like not having the option of breaking it off whenever you wanted. You'd have to do some paperwork for a divorce!"
It hadn't taken much. A tickle fight led to a locked gaze, a locked gaze to a kiss, a kiss that felt so familiar that it was easy to fall back into old habits. Before long, they were stumbling blindly for the doorway to Megan's bedroom, Megan letting out a mixture of a laugh and a groan as she smacked her head on the frame. But it was quickly forgotten as her lips pressed to his again, letting him lead her to the bed until the back of her legs bumped against it.
Giggling, she pulled him down with her upon the neatly-made sheets.