[Harry knew when she'd finished because he heard the covers, and not because he'd snuck a look or two in.
Really. He hadn't. God's honest.
And so, he settles into the chair beside her and takes her hand in his.]\
"Night, miss... Adele Levarre."
[He manages to stop himself saying 'sweet dreams.' First because it sounds bloody foolish, and second because God only knows what sort of suggestive retort she'd have for it.]
[Action]
Really. He hadn't. God's honest.
And so, he settles into the chair beside her and takes her hand in his.]\
"Night, miss... Adele Levarre."
[He manages to stop himself saying 'sweet dreams.' First because it sounds bloody foolish, and second because God only knows what sort of suggestive retort she'd have for it.]