The wizard's response to her statement was to move across the bed close enough to her that he was able to settle in behind her and wrap his arms around her frame. Hermione melted into the embrace. How many years had it been since they were last in the same position? London at the Leaky Cauldron didn't count. She had been sick and he'd been the perfect gentleman always staying on his side of the bed. Prior to sharing that bed with him, it had been over thirteen years. Amazing how much time could pass and it still feel like none at all.