"Noble pursuits," Harry said, nodding. He meant it, even though he was being kind. He supposed that young ladies of her station--or what he assumed was her station, anyway--were usually encouraged toward those sorts of hobbies. Regardless, Harry could appreciate anything that required a certain amount of creativity.

"Ah--well." Harry could feel his cheeks heating up. Well. There was really nothing else for it, really. And anyway, she seemed like a nice enough lady, and if he had her permission... Harry dutifully leaned down and pressed a relatively chaste kiss to her lips.

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