Harry & Ginny (end of the night)
"You don't still feel guilty over it, do you?" Ginny asked curiously, knowing full well she wasn't likely to get a coherent answer. Nevertheless, her better senses dulled by the warmth of alcohol and the comfort that always came with Harry's presence, she found herself reaching up to brush the unruly curls from his eyes.
"As you should be. Good to remember the feeling every once in a while, isn't it?"