She was his girlfriend after all. She loved him. They'd been together for months now. She wasn't exactly sure what date constituted the beginning of their relationship. They'd kissed, of course, on May 2nd while in the adrenaline throes of battle churned adrenaline. But Hermione had left England four days later to find her parents. They hadn't addressed the moment during that time, consumed in reporting to the Wizengamot, processing the first devastations of grief, scrambling to check on how everyone else had faired, and arranging an international portkey and accommodations.