Lisa didn't want to keep holding Harry's hand, in case it embarrassed him too much, but...

No, she likes this a lot.

When he squeezes her hand, her heart skips a beat, surprised, but reassured. And so happy. She squeezes his hand back with a tiny laugh.

"I know." Lisa leans forward a little, her expression dreamy as she admires the fireworks. "It feels so unreal..."

She looks Harry in the eyes then (how she loves the way his eyes gaze on her), smiling softly. She places her other hand on top of Harry's, her voice getting quieter.

"Except I'm pretty sure I'm not dreaming. This is real...isn't it?"