"Of course," he said, hand reaching out as though to brush Harry's head; he pulled it back quickly. Harry sighed, but the assurance was promise on his tongue, soft and sweet and sure. Harry grinned at him, anyway. Theo yanked him through the door, and even now, Harry had his camera. Nearly everyone jumped at the sound of it, but Theo was bright red and Harry couldn't just let an opportunity like that pass him by. 