"I'm sorry, Harry, I didn't mean to be cross," Hermione whispered soothingly, running her fingers through Harry's hair. "I suppose I'm still getting used to this, too ... having someone caring for me, taking risks for me, even keeping secrets from me if they think it's for my own good. This is all new and I'm still getting used to trusting again. We still have so much work on with each other, don't we?"