I hold Matt's hand as we walk across the Quidditch Pitch after practice. "It's good to be back." He says. "Yeah, it is." I agree. "Do you love me?' He asks. I'm taken aback by the question. "What?" I ask. "Do you love me?" He repeats. I blush. "Yeah. Yes, I love you, you ridiculous fool." I say. He kisses me. "I thought as much." He says. "Then why'd you ask?" "I wanted to hear it from you." He responds. "Fair enough." I say and kiss him again.