"Just asking, 'cause...that's the formal term, right?" She laughs too. Boyfriend, huh? It felt so weird, calling him that, seeing him in that sort-of light.

"Yeah...yeah I do. Want you to be, that is." Lisa reaches up to fondly brush at Harry's hair, her eyes getting a little watery (god she felt so sensitive but her heart- was this really happening?). She almost couldn't believe this- it all felt impossibly true. Like the sweetest dream she could ever have.

She strokes Harry's cheek with the back of her fingers. The only dreamy thing here was the expression on her face.