Hermione didn't want that moment to end either. It was the first time things had felt a bit more normal in a long time, and it felt great. She smiled broadly when he said he loved her. She did know, but she never grew tired of hearing him say it, after waiting seven years to hear anything. "I love you too," she said, closing her eyes and leaning her forehead against his, holding him tightly. "More than anything, and I know, it's all that's keeping me going still."
She didn't really want to go back inside, but he was right. She nuzzled her head into his neck and held on for just another few moments before pulling away a bit. "Yea, you're right, let's go." She let go of him and took his hand, pulling him back towards the meeting.