"Is it too cringey and sickly-sweet to say "you'?" Hermione smiled softly. She was pointedly keen to score points with her husband again, feeling that recent events were in danger of driving a serious wedge between them. She curled her arm around his and drank in the clear, star-strewn sky. "Would it be okay if we just came in here to sit together sometimes, just so we can marvel at this?"