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Draws her wands and undoes the charms before pocketing the item again and offering him her hand and a soft smile.

He smiles, taking her hand, gently intertwining their fingers as he pulls her out.

She walks with him back to the Gryffindor tower, keeping an eye out for any of the other prefects, waiting for him to say the password, smiling politely up at the Fat Lady.

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He smiles, giving the password as the Fat Lady gives Robbie an odd sort of approving look. Grinning, Sirius helps Robbie into the common room before heading up to the boys dormitory with her.

Smiling gently, she pulls away, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, musing quietly, “it’s..it’s nice to be back.”

“Yeah…it is.” he smiled, “Unseal the door, love?”

Draws her wands and undoes the charms before pocketing the item again and offering him her hand and a soft smile.

He smiles, taking her hand, gently intertwining their fingers as he pulls her out.

“I think we both could, quite honestly,” she admitted. “But before we go,” she added quickly, taking hold of his shirt and pulling him close, kissing him deeply.

He grins, kissing her back just as deeply, muttering against her lips, “I missed you Robbie…”

Smiling gently, she pulls away, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, musing quietly, “it’s..it’s nice to be back.”

"Yeah...it is." he smiled, "Unseal the door, love?"

“Fair enough,” he said with a chuckle, checking to make sure he was fully dressed and leaving nothing behind. He nodded at the mention of his best mate. “That I could…”

“I think we both could, quite honestly,” she admitted. “But before we go,” she added quickly, taking hold of his shirt and pulling him close, kissing him deeply.

He grins, kissing her back just as deeply, muttering against her lips, "I missed you Robbie..."

“Yours,” she replied, returning the smile. “I think I’ve seen a little too much of my room lately to want to spend another night there if I have the option of sleeping elsewhere.” She paused to pull on her pants, mulling over the idea of being in his room. “Besides, with James in his own dorm, you could probably use the extra company in there.”

"Fair enough," he said with a chuckle, checking to make sure he was fully dressed and leaving nothing behind. He nodded at the mention of his best mate. "That I could..."

She blinked at his question before a slow smile crept to her lips. “You need to stop doing that around me- the walking on egg shells, I mean,” she clarified, turning towards him and buttoning up her shirt. “But no, it’s not too much to ask. Maybe I’ll actually get some sleep tonight.”

"Yeah, probably," he said, his smile returning as he pulled his shirt on. "Your bed or mine, then?"

Keeping her thoughts to herself, Robbie nodded, pulling on her clothes. At this hour, she doubted that someone would be worried about where either of them were. Her roommates would just assume that she had been unable to sleep and therefore went for a walk or up to the astronomy tower, maybe even the kitchens. As for Sirius, the boys would probably assume the same, but even then, she still dressed herself, the uneasiness coming back to her.

Sirius dressed, keeping silent, although he occasionally stole a glance at her now and then. After a moment he spoke, saying softly, "Would it be too much to ask if we could spend the night in the same bed? If it's too much, I can wait..."

“Sure,” he says with a smile that he hopes the tiny sliver of disappointment poisoning his otherwise great joy. “That sounds perfect.”

“It’s not perfect,” she corrected, knowing him well enough to know that it wasn’t and doesn’t need the false assurance from him. “Not even close in some respects, but it’ll help..and it’s better than not having anything.”

"I suppose so...I think we should also get dressed or something, in case anyone wonders where either of us is."

“We went from practically engaged to nothing and there wasn’t any sort of in between..” she recalled, biting her lip gently before looking up and meeting his gaze with a nervous stare. “So can we have that? Something in between?”

"Sure," he says with a smile that he hopes the tiny sliver of disappointment poisoning his otherwise great joy. "That sounds perfect."