"Yeah," Harry agreed, sounding almost wistful. He had hated scrounging around the back country of Britain, wearing his Invisibility Cloak all the time, Hermione worrying that they've spent too long in one place or what might happen. But laying there, spinning a dream of it with Kate, it didn't seem so bad. This could have worked, if Harry didn't have the weight of the world on his shoulders and tipping over onto Kate.

"I'd miss seeing your face though," he said.