"Therefore, the logical choice is the pantry? That’s really how your brain works?" Merlin, it would almost be funny if it weren’t so sad and awful. Except it was. They couldn’t be together, and he had told her why. Spelt it out for her. Made his decision. He wasn’t going to torture himself by being with her when he knew it couldn’t last. Draco had fucking well told her. But she was Hermione Granger, and so she just had to keep fucking pushing.