Victoire couldn't help but smile as he spoke those words to her. She knew that he meant every word that he said and it made her stomach flutter every time he held her near. "I love you too, darling," She answered, glad to be in his arms as it should be. Looking about, her gaze caught the analog clock that lay magicked onto the wall with a permanent sticking charm. "I think we should go," She spoke a bit reluctantly, "Your team will be finishing practice soon, and the feast is about to begin." Victoire didn't desire to move one bit, but she knew how odd it would be for the rest of the Slytherin team to happen upon the two cozy lovers.