Jan 04, 2006 21:08
Rolling over in his bed, he impatiently waited for Harry to come join him as promised, kicking restlessly as he tried to warm the bed with the friction of his legs against the sheets.
Glancing down at The Penguin whom he had commandeered from his mate's bed, mumbling softly to him while he waited. Harry had been going somehwere tonight. And Seamus already knew he'd come.