Harry laughed, that blush creeping up a little further, his grin widening. He ducked his head slightly, nudging against her hand, and gave her an amused, "Right then," all too happy to be a victim of her teasing.
When he looked up again he paused for a moment, trying to keep that smile in check, trying not to let out some heavy, happy breath that gave away just how good and warm the burn in his chest felt. And even though there was the rest of it to untangle, the knotted mess they had gotten themselves in, he put it aside for a just a moment to kiss her. Because she was there, because they could, because he wanted to.