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Greg Goyle (a_reticent_git) wrote in wished,

Greg held Theo close, wanting only to help sooth the trembling man. It was difficult to think of Theo as a man, his shape so slender and frail; he was still a boy to Greg, and it made Greg want to protect him all the more. Greg kept laying kisses on Theo's head, and his one hand moved to tip Theo's face up.

"Don't be afraid. I'll always protect you, love," Greg said, tenderly, and he began to lay little kisses on Theo's forehead and his cheeks, "No wolves, no lost in the woods. Just you and me, sitting here on our butts," he said, "In St. Mungo's, waiting to get out and go home to Hogwarts."

He gave a small sigh; it seemed like they'd never get out at this rate, that Greg would never get Theo out of here.