Victoire lay awake, worrying. Was it worth throwing away so many chances to pine for someone who's feelings were impossible to ascertain. She had to know.
She cornered him behind Honeydukes.
"Teddy? I just want..." but the words wouldn't come.
"Mmhmm?" He crooked a finger under her chin and lifted her head so she was looking straight into his eyes.
"I..." she leaned forward and kissed him, feeling herself melt into his arms. His lips still tasted of sugar, and as his arms wound round her, she felt the first flakes of winter snow on her cheeks.
Yes.
