She hoped so too, and once more her mind was filled with the images of a happy family, perhaps not too far away? If she hadn't been smiling already, she would have smiled then. Instead she realised she needed to change the subject. If but a little.
'Have you made any plans for New Years eve?' she asked. She'd hoped to be able to go to the Alexander herself - as she was now of age and did not have to sneak in. But perhaps with reporters it was not a good idea. But then why should that limit her? It wasn't fair.
Perhaps she and Harry could go? Under Polyjuice so that no one could see who they were. Now wouldn't that be exciting? Almost like a book.