His lips turned up in a little smile. He still wasn't sure if they would do more or not, but either way, he would be happy. Harry waited for her to stand up so he could move, then got up to lead the way to his bedroom. It was rather cluttered and untidy, totally Harry's style. He wished he had had the foresight to clean it, however, now that she was here. He closed the door after her. Finally, they were truly alone. No one could disturb them now. In whatever they were doing.
Another sheepish smile and he wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing her tightly to himself. He started to kiss her neck with more fervor.