"I don't care," he said, holding her closer. "Pansy, I don't give a damn about the rules right now." Propriety and society could go hang. It had been too long since he'd let himself do this, and he wasn't going to give up on it now. Not when things were going so rough at the Ministry and it was looking like his chances of being about to hold her in the future were slim.
He shook his head at her question and spread his hands across her back. "No. They, er. They...." He lowered his head and spoke into her hair, now unable to hide the tremble in his voice at all. "They're going to start the real charges soon. The-the. The murder charges."