It wasn't exactly a hard decision to make, and the offer made both warmth and fear go humming in his chest, vibrating through him. He wanted to, he would, and he said as much to Hermione as they stepped up into the bright light of the dining room. But he still had that twinge in the back of his head, wondering if getting in deeper was really the best idea. Refusing to entertain the hope that things might work out if they won the war – and thus knowing that moving into her room would only make it hurt more, when the war was done, and it was over.