Harry was visibly taken aback by that, any definitive emotion washed away from his expression by a look of gobsmacked surprise. Then he smiled, wide and bright.<br/>"You're really going to beat up a cripple?" he said, feigning appalled. Though he attempted to steady his expression into that of shock, the smile continued tugging at the corners of his mouth.<br/>It felt like it had been years since anybody had talked to him like that; the tone between his friends having softened both after the war and his move to Scotland. Sitting here with a stranger, yet falling so quickly back into the familiar taunts of his boyhood made Harry's head spin.<br/>"Your loving boyfriend?"