Feeling her arms around him, Stephen hugged her tighter, rubbing his hand comfortingly up and down her back. "There's no need to thank, Hannah. That's what friends are for." And boyfriends too, he said to himself. He pressed a kiss on top of her head and squeezed her in his arms. She felt so good and right in his arms, and she smelled so well, like flowers and soap.
When she pulled away, Stephen wondered if he had said or done something wrong. "Hannah, could you do me a favour and stop reminding me I'm the Quidditch Captain?" He said with a smile, his tone sweet. "To you, I'm just Stephen Cornfoot. That's how I want you to see me, not as the Quidditch captain or anything else." He brushed the back of his hand against her cheek. "But if you want to head back inside, we can do that... Would you mind if I stayed with you while you do your homework? I also have homework to do." At least that way they could be together.
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