I nod. "Is it wrong of me to want things to be simpler?" I begin but before he can interrupt I go on. "I mean, not the war, but us. All I want is to talk about it to Ginny or something, she talks to me about boys all the time. Everybody thinks of me as the booknerd, but they are missing a whole side of me. I want to smile at you when I see you, talk to you, even kiss you, without sneaking around all the time," I smile sadly. 