Justin couldn't help but grin at that. She liked him too. That was bloody brilliant. Except that when he glanced down at her he noticed she was blushing, and not really looking at him anymore.
"I like you too. A lot. I mean, I have for a while, not just since we've been pretending to date, or anything." Okay, so he could continue to blather on like an idiot, or he could kiss her. Which seemed like a really great idea suddenly. So he stopped walking again, and tilted her head up, brushing his lips tentatively over hers.
Oh, hell, what if he'd misunderstood her? What if she just meant like in the general sense that friends usually liked each other. At least they were standing in the middle of a Muggle street, and she couldn't hex him. Although she did have a variety of other options.