"Hogsmeade is much better than New York," Remus uttered to her.
He couldn't help but feel disheartened by Lily's words, though, and he was starting to believe her. Possibly because...even before his theory had come into mind, this had been what was in it.
He pressed his lips together in a weak smile, an empty one, as he gazed at their hands, still laced together albeit loosely. "We will look, Lily," he said to her quietly. He couldn't show her he'd lost his spirit...
"Oh, Lily, I promise you, we'll be that lucky pair," he said to her eyes. "I will get you out of here, and back to James if it's the last thing that I will do, I swear to God."