I don't want to make you not fight because of me. I don't want any of us to fight, but since we have to, I want us to fight together.

[ She inhales and it's shaking, exhales and it sounds like a quiet sob. But she leans into the kiss to her cheek, finally opening her eyes to look at him. There's a moment's pause before she crawls practically into his lap, feeling small and scared and childish. But she'll curl against him like that, clutching his shirt instead. ]

I love you.

[ Soft. She knows he has to be scared too and is acting fine for her sake. She presses their foreheads together, grants him a small kiss. ]

I'm sorry I'm such a mess. Remus is on his way too.