"Oh, I am. I’m just a fragment of myself but I’m very much real. You made sure of that. Hermione... Do you have any idea of the power you withhold? I sensed it the moment you awakened me. The fact that I can touch you. That I can... kiss you." His lips were on hers with purpose, to prove a point. "... But I’m incomplete, Hermione." He was pressing their foreheads together. "I can’t fully tether into this world until you put me back together." 