"Well, we can do something tomorrow anyway," Alfie didn't have any idea what, but he knew that losing didn't seem so bad with Julien there watching and with him after the game, and he figured that anything they did would be pretty good. Except maybe hang about in the library....
He felt that little touch, and his fingers straightened as if to catch Julien's, then his hand fished and dropped back to his side instead. He blushed, but headed into the castle at a faster pace still, instinctively heading to their room without asking.