Benedict opened his mouth in fake aghast, how could she be wishing someone spoke to the headmaster, it wasn't all that surprising and he suspected many of the usually more disciplined students probably felt quite uncomfortable that something like this was allowed to continue unchecked. He nodded along as she gave her theories on the matter.

The young man felt the moment of tension as she detected his touch on her, but she didn't pull away, she reached down and their hands met with their fingers intertwining. Benedict smiled to himself and he felt a very good feeling inside, he liked having her grip on him very much. It felt even more proper now than it did the first time, was this their new normal? He certainly hoped so.

Millie quickly moved the topic away from the subject of the morality of this party and Benedict was happy to oblige. "He has, I wonder how he finds his way from the loft to our common room but I caught him being smoothed by one of the seventh years just the other day. He is popular, you have a very handsome young man." he said charmingly complimenting his friend's beloved pet. He let out a little laugh, "I hear it's a common trait amongst men of a certain class, to leave their lady wondering whose bed they are sharing at night, what a cad, what shall the gossips say?"

Benedict hoped to never be that man and he found himself squeezing Millie's hand back. Why was his involuntary response to want to reassure the girl of his intention to never leave her like that? Was his brain implying that his rightful place was beside her? His own heart was racing at this realisation, he knew he liked Millie, a lot, but an actual consideration of an actual real-life relationship with her still made him panic a little. He hoped that she just enjoyed his little joke and didn't judge him for in introspection. She never did, and neither did he judge her for those moments when he spotted her rooting around inside herself. "Maybe you'll have to put a summoning charm on him? Can't have your feet getting cold at night as the winter comes in." he joked again and laughed taking a draw on his drink to calm his surface nerves. He placed the bottle down beside himself and twisted his body slightly more towards Millie as they chattered away, still holding her hand with his others.

He watched as the girl's actions mirrored his and she too took a swig of her drink, he saw the glistening beer on her lips as she finished and his heart fluttered again as at that moment he decided how he wanted this evening to proceed.