It's not as if they've shied away from physical displays of affection before, except for the few months after the war when Ron was still giving them side-eyed glances like his Horcrux-induced nightmares would come true if Harry and Hermione hugged longer than five seconds. It's nice that they moved past that time, because not being able to touch Harry feels like a crime.

So she doesn't protest the lingering hug and the last squeeze, but warms all over from it. She even manages a bit of a dopey smile and all.

She follows him, arm linked with his.

"I left after breakfast in the Great Hall, but it's a lot less overdone when the children aren't there. Which is great, you know, for the elves - but I will gladly catch up. I'm sorry if I came by unannounced - I haven't bothered you, have I?"