It was then that Hermione felt the pain. It was then that the indescribable feeling that Ron was trying to convey to her earlier swept over her as well. It was a bubble of bliss and joy so great, but also of fear of ever losing him, constricting her chest so that she could hardly breathe.

“Does it feel,” She was having trouble talking, “like if someone were to walk in right now, and we would have to break away from each other, that you would curse ‘em dead where they stand?”