Theo had no choice but to roll his eyes at that, taking it as a sign that things would be fine between them again, if Lestrange was still perfectly comfortable mocking him the way he had in his office a week ago. He might have called it annoying, but at this point he was having a hard time even pretending not to be charmed by it. And there was nothing he could do about the continued pinkness of his cheeks, either.

“Glad we had this talk, then,” Theo commented, his grin going lopsided. Now that the bundle of nerves he had been carrying all week had unknotted somewhat, there was more room left just to feel the - surprising lightness of this, some seed of warmth taking hold of him where habit had made him more used to gloom. Theo didn’t know if he was feeling a flash of his old self, or maybe just a glimpse of someone new, and it he didn’t know if it was a lie or it would last but - as distractions went, it was definitely one worth exploring.

“And good thing I have nowhere else to be,” he added coyly, like Lestrange didn’t know full well they would have probably been moping about here at the empty pitch anyway to avoid going home. All the same, he shifted in his seat to angle himself more - as best he could without slipping off his chair - towards the seeker, to return the kiss with a little more assurance this time.

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