"Then she can stay in Haven until you find somewhere to live. You know that door is always open to you, Harry, no matter what happens between us or what happens in the Drabworld. I can tell her about it, since I'm Secret Keeper, and then Linn can go there whenever she'd like as well." Hermione reaches out, squeezing his hands between hers, gently, shifting to lean in and kiss his forehead. "... I can tell." And, secretly, she wished she had someone like that. Someone she trusted, someone who was as loyal to her, someone who would be close by.