Tonks had to stand on her tiptoes to read over his shoulders. It wasn't easy to squint at the words, but she could see bits and pieces. Thankfully he said the most important bits. Tonks felt a wave of happiness for him. It meant something to her too. Knowing that Oliver had a happy and full life in front of him meant that she had died for a reason. It reminded her that her sacrifice hadn't been in vain.
Throwing her arms around him happily, Tonks squeezed him tightly. "That's amazing, Oliver! See? There was nothing to worry about!" She was so glad he wasn't going to worry or fret over his future. Now he could concentrate on how fun things could be here.
Tonks smiled at him again and realized that they were quite alone in the library. She was hugging him close, it was just them and he was so happy. It was only natural to feel this way. Her hand moved up to brush his hair back from his forehead and she leaned in close. "Am I allowed to kiss you?"