Harry exhales a soft content sigh and brings her in closer, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek. "Very glad to have you home," he whispers softly and slides his fingers over her cheek gently, taking a moment to just drink her in. He loved to have her back home, there with him.

"Yeah, better than I was," he said, keeping his voice soft. His mouth quirked up at the question. "Well, he was rudely awakened by my magic when it broke through the wards of my room. And then, I'm rather certain it assaulted him before he got into my dream to help wake me up. After a lot of... deep talking, he said he'd make sure to watch over me in case the nightmares came back and my magic became rampant again." There was so much to share with her that he simply didn't know where to start but starting with that was enough to get them started at least. "You didn't rush home, did you? I didn't want you to worry."