Sherlock crawled closer. "Room of Requirements seemed likely. I hadn't anticipated there would be a way into Hogsmeade from Hogwarts that is traversable year round. Tony, you're brilliant! I don't have a point of contact but I can get to a fireplace easy enough and back to my own territory. Should be able to make the trip in just a matter of hours. No one will be surprised if I miss another meal. It's perfect."

He could practically feel it in his veins already. The ecstasy of the love potion, the way it made his whole body feel, that feeling of happiness and bliss that he knew only one other source of.. and it was going to be his again. It'd been so long since he'd had a hit of his own medicine. Certainly it would make it better. It always did.