"I choose," He pressed a tender kiss to her lips and with just a breath of distance between them he breathed, "You, Hermione." With his hands still around her face he pulled her close to show her just how much he meant those words. His fingers travelled up her jaw and into the hair behind her ears where he hooked them into her curls to keep her close and not break their kiss. Hermione felt lost to where her hands should go aside from around his neck. She felt like she wanted to touch every inch of him in any way she could. She wanted to physically memorise him.