The Slytherin grins back, his heart just about full up with how much he adores this kid. Seeing no one around, he gives in to his impulse and scoops the smaller boy up, braces and all, to set him on the window ledge, then crawls in after him, drawing the curtains behind them. Of course, anyone outside can see them in the window, but he doubts many people are going to be staring up here.

Gamzee leans forward on his knees, one hand braced on the stone as he closes the distance between himself and the Hufflepuff. "Now. Where the motherfuck were we?"