Keeping her arms around him Lily rest her head against his shoulder, smiling to herself. "I didn't want to hope you'd want something like this," she began, her voice muffled partially against the fabric of his coat.

"I've been so torn about going home and back to the war." If Hermione had still been fighting it in the time she hailed from, what difference would it make if she continued down the path being abducted to this world had set her on? Honor and duty were important, but a future with Eleven was more than she had let herself hope for previously, how could she refuse?