Harry smiled, ducking his head slightly after she kissed him. It was definitely nicer, being here with her; he could almost forget about everything else, except for his instinct to worry about her getting into danger. But she was going away to France with her family, and they were all going to look after each other. They would be alright.
"That's how it's going to happen, yeah," he said with a little grin. He wanted to believe that, he really did. It was comforting and frightening to know that she believed in him that much. What if he let her down? He sighed. "I want to do it right, and I don't want to rush it and screw it up - but I want it to happen soon. Hiding and waiting isn't easy."
He knew that it probably wouldn't be any easier for her, but she wouldn't have to do it for as long as he had been. He'd make sure of that.