Noble grinned at her, liking the feeling of her hands in his hair. "We don't have to figure things out right now," he said, even though he would love nothing more than to figure things out right now. He already had the potioneer plan in place, as long as he got the N.E.W.T. scores he thought he was going to get. He was just so excited about her, about the prospect of a future with her — about the fact that she returned his feelings.

"But I think we can make it work."