Their kiss lasted only a few moments before Millie took herself into what seemed like a mixture of amusement, disbelief and nerves, but at least it was enough to feel like it had really happened. He gave her a little time to recompose herself in her adorable way before he said anything. Perhaps it wasn't the best idea after all, but it had happened now and if they never kissed again he was glad that it was her that he had shared romantic first with.

As she pulled away a little he did not follow, to make sure that she did not feel set upon, but he still left his hand affectionately on her leg.

She was apologising? A half smirk made its way onto his mouth as he considered it. "If that is what you want Millie then I shall acquiesce to chivalry and agree.

But don't apologise, please, you have ruined nothing." he hoped to be reassuring to her, his care for her was genuine and if romance was not what she wanted he would happily live with her friendship. He watched as she fiddled with her necklace. "I'm quite enjoying this novel, the author knows how to slip in a curve ball? Don't you think?" he laughed, trying to help her relax back into the evening. It was likely too late for that now and she was looking around the room, perhaps for an escape, their Slytherin friend was about somewhere it might be better to exercise discretion and help her find Anne. He was a gentleman, and even with this kiss, that shouldn't change.

Spotting Anne he gestured with his eyes towards her to help Millie. "I think she's looking for you too. Maybe she might join us for a drink?" to him, encouraging her to wave Anne over gave her that escape without giving her the impression he wanted her to leave, he hoped.