"Hi gorgeous," he said with a wink, and then kissed her again. He was aware of the bright flashes of cameras around him, but rather than wanting them to go away, he wanted to give them a show. After all, she wouldn't be able to go back to hiding it if there were pictures in the paper. So he pulled her closer, feeling how clean and cool and soft she felt in comparison to his hot, sweaty Quidditch robes, and kissed her harder. Then, and only then, did he pull away and grin at her. "What's this you're wearing?"