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“Five galleons?” Gerald echoed thoughtfully, as though mulling over the proposed price. He cracked a grin as he dropped a hand and hoisted Danny to his feet, dusting his brother off to show that no harm had been intended. “Expensive thing, isn’t he?” he asked his younger sibling, laughing.

“Gerald Keyes,” he added, offering his hand. “Danny’s older brother and Professional Prat, apparently.”

Danny accepted the help though he had begun to pout, his frown deep and irritated still. “Well no one’s home,” Danny said somewhat defensively of leaving the door unlocked, “And Gerald said he had some big corporate meeting today.” The Hufflepuff paused, attempting to remember if he’d told Godfrey about his brother’s occupation, and decided to clarify again just in case, “He’s the store manager of Marvin’s Magical Goods and Groceries here in London.”

The male peered around the room at Godfrey’s question, attempting to see where the pizza’s sauce had managed to splatter. The damage, however, had been contained to the size of the pizza itself, its melted topping splattering neatly without many flung drops. He looked at Gerald expectantly.

"Really? I shop there all the time. Marvin's is great, they've got the freshest stuff." Godfrey watched Gerald's cleaning spell as avidly as Danny had watched him heat the pizza.

"Five minute rule?" He asked before diving his hand into the box and pulling out a slice. Godfrey slid his legs off of the bed and placed his socked feet on the floor, resisting the urge to look down and check himself.

Nope! He inhaled his slice in record time and patted his belly.

"Making out makes me hungry." Godfrey grinned at Danny, flicking his ears back.

Gerald smiled as Godfrey mentioned the fine products Marvin's was infamous for as he tucked his wand away. "That's the goal. Best you can buy."

As he he saved the pizza, he took it upon himself to pluck a slice from the box. "Good," he said with a grin, genuinely looking pleased, "We'll make a weekend of it, maybe. You can stay at my place for the night so we don't wake the parentals up coming in at 3 in the morning."

"Figured we could use yours," Danny explained as he regarded his brother curiously, the invitation to spend the night with only Gerald in the other room as adult supervision coming as a quiet surprise. Was he trying to set Danny up for what he'd possibly interrupted? "And go to one of those rental places."

A night spent with Godfrey without his Mum, Dad, or Father peeking in to say goodnight, or his sister Kristen thumping her fist on the wall to complain about Danny's music... just Danny and Godfrey, jittery with just having watched a show of Danny's favorite band, everything between them warm and new...

"Well Father's got to agree to it," Danny said suddenly, sheepishly, his blood suddenly fever-hot.

Godfrey scrunched up his face a bit, trying to remember which one was Father. Oh, Snape!

"Thanks, Gerald." Godfrey gave him a 1000 watt surely-to-be-witches-weekly-best-smile-sometime-in-the-far-off-future.

Well, hopefully Gerald could convince him. He wondered when they would be coming home, if he would meet them. Was it too soon? Godfrey reached over and grabbed Danny's hand, tugging on it lightly.

"Hey....... let's go get some icecream and bring it up here to listen to some music. I don't think I have listened to Cracked Iris before." And once the music was on and the door LOCKED, Godfrey could return the favor to danny.

He absently reached up and pressed his fingers to the sore spot on his neck, looking up at Gerald reflexively and grinning. Hehehe.