Anywhere with you. He moves to sit beside her, feeling very nicely taken care of indeed, and lets his fingers draw idle and inconsistent circles over her thigh.
"I wondered if I would see you again."
They haven't talked about it yet, not really, except for in the very sketchiest of ways: she knows he and Tonks managed to escape and were loose in the castle. She knows how they managed to leave. She knows that there was very little time for torment and torture this time: that much he's told her.
What he hasn't shared is the feeling he carried in the pit of his stomach for those three days: the gnawing, very real fear that he might never hold her again and that was worse than anything the Death Eaters could have done to him. He's not sure he wants her to know about it. Not now, when they're so happy.
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Date: 2005-06-26 05:07 am (UTC)Anywhere with you. He moves to sit beside her, feeling very nicely taken care of indeed, and lets his fingers draw idle and inconsistent circles over her thigh.
"I wondered if I would see you again."
They haven't talked about it yet, not really, except for in the very sketchiest of ways: she knows he and Tonks managed to escape and were loose in the castle. She knows how they managed to leave. She knows that there was very little time for torment and torture this time: that much he's told her.
What he hasn't shared is the feeling he carried in the pit of his stomach for those three days: the gnawing, very real fear that he might never hold her again and that was worse than anything the Death Eaters could have done to him. He's not sure he wants her to know about it. Not now, when they're so happy.
Later.