[ She scoffs, crossing her arms and looking particularly put out. He's as much as a prat as always, their somewhat sudden heart-to-heart a thing of the past. Still, she couldn't blame him; she was as loathe to snuggle up with him as he was with her. ]

It's probably just as dangerous as home as well, actually. At least at Hogwarts I didn't have to worry about dying from lack of snuggles.

[ She wrinkles her nose, looking vaguely disgusted. ]