"Hermione, I want you to know I'm going to prove my fidelity to you; but please understand that I know how to be gregarious and to glean what appears to be extraneous details and... well, interpret that which others clearly overlook. I am sorry that I made you jealous, because I..." she took a shaky breath, "I do love you." Her eyes met mine and my body was demanding that I just say it's okay, and kiss her, and learn to understand our differences... Merlin, why is this so hard?