He just grinned, thinking that it was best to just not comment on that. The less she knew, the less she'd be implicated for in the event of his getting caught. And with his mother, that liklihood was high.
"You shouldn't tell me thinks like that," he teased, stroking his fingers along her neck gently. "But I like it too." He liked knowing she was affected by him, but promised himself he wouldn't take advantage. She was too sweet, and only a third year. She deserved better.
"Don't apologize, you didn't do anything wrong." He hugged her tighter, content in just staying like this for awhile, even if he had to get home. "Of course we will. Because we're awesome." He drew back from the hug just enough to grin down at her. And she looked so pretty and uncertain he had to lean down and kiss her quickly, just a friendly peck.
And then he pulled away before her father could come and castrate him. "I have to go. I'll see you Monday?"