Her reaction hurt him. Merlin, his ego should be swelling, by the fact that she cared so much. Instead, Anthony winced, observing the pain and fear she felt as if it were his own. He should be afraid, or at least less...stupidly courageous. He had never thought of himself brave. Now, that he was taking what should be a prank into an act of terrorism, he realized that he might be made of something stronger than what he had originally thought.
"Hey," he whispered softly, leaning in to lightly kiss her lips. "I'm going to be fine. I have an arrangement. An old student that took a liking to me is helping me escape. I'm just...going to do something before I leave."
The edge of his thumb brushed against her bottom lip as one hand cradled the side of her face. "I'm going to put an Ashwinder egg in Umbridge's office."