Harry looked hard at his wife. His heart was beating so fast for her he was sure it might burst right out of his chest. He considered her words, her proclamation ... and he felt stunned by them, not to mention unworthy of her unswerving support and confidence in him, even when they weren't completely seeing eye-to-eye on everything ... and for a moment, just a moment, he wondered if Hermione was right about Delphini and Lucy after all, and whether he owed it to her to try a bit harder with them for her sake, just in case she was. She wasn't often wrong, he knew that much for certain. He stepped close and brought his mouth down to his wife's, unsure about any of that, but still completely and utterly sure about them.