Sally-Anne was so thankful that Harry was here. Just felt like she is relaxing some some level due to the gentle touch of his hand on her back. At this moment the last thing she wanted to do was let go of Harry. She felt like she needed someone to hug and hold onto. She felt like she needed a body next to her. It felt rather strange to feel so dependent on a person.
She easily allowed herself to be pulled in closer to him. Sally-Anne just wanted to forget about everything that had happened, but that wasn't exactly possible. She felt herself nuzzle against him a bit. "I just want it to stop hurting." She muttered, she really hoped he didn't mind being overly attacked by her.
Sally-Anne had to smile at least a little as she felt him wipe a tear from her nose with his thumb. Hear the words he said just made her question if that was true. At this particular moment she didn't feel lucky. "I don't feel lucky."