Scone went down stairs in just his underpants, he had woken - bad dream - he made himself some cereal and poured on some ice cold milk. He ate, listening to the sound of owls hooting outside. It was fairly warm in the kitchen - too warm. he thought of good times, bad times and even worse times and after a while lost himself in thought.

Ah.. Kiley.

*It had been hours since Kiley had tried to go to bed but she simply just wasn't tired. Kiley groaned and got out of bed. She glanced in the darkened mirror as she walked by and made a face at herself. As quietly as she could, Kiley snuck out of her room and into the hall. She was halfway down the steps when she stubbed her toe on a pain of boots that someone had left in her way. Kiley gasped, breaking the silence within the house, and swore under her eath as she hopped in towards the kitchen. Kiley turned the corner into the kitchen and froze when she saw Milo. Her hair was a mess, she was standingon one foot, and she was wearing a cami and boxers. Not how she wanted anyone to see her. It took her a moment to clean her mind enough to speak.* "Hi......Milo......" *She paused* "It's pretty late...."

Milo observed her, undressing all of her... quite unladylike clothes with his eyes. Once he had done that she seemed quite appealing. Of course, his expression was mild and casual, eating cereal. "It is late Kiley - sleeping is something of a bore these days. Id rather be indulging in other nightly pleasures."

Milo did not laugh at his own jokes- he was a straight faced genius. He continued eating like he was discussing trivial matters.

*Kiley sighed and smiled weakly* "Like eating cereal?" *She said innocently, playing dumb. Kiley walked over and stood on her tip toes, grabbing a glass on the top shelf and filling it up in the sink. Once she had her glass she went and sat across from him.* "I couldn't sleep either." *She took a sip of her water and then leaned back, hugging her knees to her chest like she did last time she had talked to him.*

"Like having sex." This time there was no innuendo - he was being explicit. He laughed at that, almost choking on his cereal. He watched her while she got a glass and sat with her legs up against her chest. Milo stood and placed his bowl into the sink. He winked at her before sitting back down.

"That was going to be my second guess." *She said, grinning back. She watched him and waited for him to sit back down before she spoke again.* "My boyfiend doesn't like you." *Kiley tucked a toose strand of her hair behind her ear, acting casual.*

"Perhaps its because I'm more handsome, more fit and have more personality than a pre-pubescent will ever have? Tell him to grow some facial hair and then he can have an opinion." He smiled.

He placed his well built legs onto the table and placed his well built arms behind his head. He looked at her for several moments.

"I'll be sure to relay the message." *she said with a hint of sarcasm.* "So why are you really up this late?" *She asked, stiffling a yawn. She had't been able to sleep for a few days and it was starting to catch up with her.*

"Dreams. They can either make you really horny or really scared. I can't make my mind up what this one did. Either way it was weird - I needed to eat." That was a really long winded way of saying: Im not telling. The real reason he had woke up was because of a little bit of an OCD. He was dedicated to Hans' capture. until that happened, Milo would not be able to sleep. Utter dedication? Madness? Either way it made Milo one of the best aurors in his department.

He stood up and walked over to her, going behind her chair. At first he played with her hair but then rubbed her neck.

*Kiley felt goosebumps break out all over her skin. She tilted her head away from his hand so he would have full access to her neck* "You know...." *She atarted, finding it a little difficult to phrase a complete thought in a sentence.* "If you eat before you sleep then you're more prone to.....dreams."

He massaged it, just like his first girlfriend had taught him in 7th year. Firm and confident. He pressed a little harder, me moved to her shoulders and then back to her neck. "But certain types of food can lull you into sleep. Does love count as a food?" It must do. He leant down and kissed her neck.

"S..sure" *She said, leaning her head back and over. She closed her eyes momentarily and reaced up around his neck and letting it rest at the back of his head. She wound her fingers through his hair abd turned in her seat so her legs were on either side of the chair. She looked up at him, her eyes wide, waiting for him to really kiss her*

And he did really kiss her while he rubbed her bare legs with his hands on either side of the chair. He pressed his forehead against hers, smiling. "Should we undress, or should we save it until another night when we both wake from our dreams?" He hoped her answer was the former, but when handling a younger girl one had to be cautious.

*Kiley grinned* "We can't do anything in here right now...there's too many people around tonight." *Kiley ran her tongue over her teeth* "Tomorrow night, when we get back from Hogwarts....." *She trained off, raising her eyebrows. Kily's hands were holding onto the back of the chair, wanting to reach out and touch him.*

Milo kept his hands on her legs for several moments, he wanted those legs around his waste. he wanted to hold her - love her - bed her. He wanted to grope her entire body. In fact, he wanted her forever. TO wait another night was poison. He moved his hands away.

"Tomorrow night."

*Kiley grinned and stood so she could slide her knees onto the chair and push herself up so that she was kneeling on her chair and her face was close to him.* "Tomorrow night." *She leaned in and kissed him, grinning against his lips*

He hung onto her lips for just a moment longer than what was considered socially acceptable. he then parted and started up the stairs, not taking his eyes off her until he finally waved goodbye and proceeded to his room along the landing. He plunged into his bed and hugged his duvet, wishing it was in fact Kiley.

*Kiley stayed kneeling on the chair, looking after him in the diresction he'd walked away towards. She smiled to herself and relaxed into her chair with her eyes closed. She knew she was starting to go back to her old ways but for some reason she couldn't bring herself to feel the dread and guilt that she knew she deserved*