Draco had to pause again as his voice became shaky. He took a deep breath in and out, forcing himself to not let the tears he was forming, fall. He took a moment to really look at Hermione again. Her cheeks were stained from the stream of small tears she had already shed, but the smile on her face gave Draco a sense of peace he didn’t realise he needed in this moment. It was a risk, given how little time they had really spent together, but her reassurance was the push he needed to continue on. 