"On the contrary," he whispered in her ear again, running his hands slowly over her body from behind. She was grateful for the fact that she was clothed on the island for once. The situation was gruesome enough without Ron having to see her naked. "This is exactly the man you fell in love with." He licked her neck lightly, digging his fingernails into her skin over her sweater, and she couldn’t suppress a shiver. "Did you really think I wouldn’t kill the man who tried to take away what’s mine?" He breathed down her neck and a small moan escaped her. An automatic reaction she was ashamed of. To be betrayed by her own body at such a moment... "If you think about it, I’m being generous," he added, nuzzling her neck and resting his hands on her hips. "I’m letting you decide whether you’re still mine or not. As I said, you can leave with him and no harm will come to either of you."