You stand and look up at her window for just a second, looking up into her eyes and you smile, just a small slow smile, but its still a smile and you see one touch her lips. Raising your hand you give a final wave before you are gone from sight.
You won't see her for months now, yet, as you lie on your blankets listening to Ron snoring a few feet away, you feel as though she is there, lying beside you, her face resting against your chest and it's peaceful, calming, to imagine her there, smiling as she sleeps. Slowly, you touch the grass next to you and you can almost feel her there. The texture of her hair, the silkiness of her skin and you fall asleep touching her in one final touch.