Hugging was good. It was nice to hug someone - the last person she'd hugged had been Meghan and then she'd been full of hurt at Percy and too many ...
Don't think about it she repeated to herself. All she had to was enjoy the hug.
He was very thin though and she wondered if he should ear more spam sandwiches. There was another tin in the cupboard she might give him ; a part of her brain knew that wielding her knife would result in a trip to St Mungos and she'd be minus several fingers. She was fond of her digits - they were handy for things.
Penny forced herself to relax into the hug and settled so she wasn't bruising her nose against his shoulderblade.