"A long life." Cho nodded, wanting to believe his words, and partly, she did. She knew she would make sure she kept him safe, as safe as she could. She didn't want to think about his position in the Ministry, and how it probably made him more of a target than some others, because it didn't matter. She would not let it happen. "And Saturday morning works fine, I have a meeting to go to Friday night anyway." Dumbledore's Army came to mind briefly, because she knew as much as her heart wasn't going to be in the meeting, she had to go. For Cedric, for Michael, for everyone else that had died that she knew or that mattered to her. She hadn't used defensive magic in a while, and she was a little rusty.
"You don't mind if we tell my parents, do you? We don't have to tell anyone else, until afterwards. I just know that my mum would be upset if she didn't know." He hadn't even met her parents yet. It was going to be so surreal. "Wait, what about your parents? Shouldn't you tell them?" She kissed him again, then put her head on his shoulder. "You know everyone's going to think we're crazy, right?"