"Gods, Hermione," Harry whispered into her hair. "I..." He pulled away, his green eyes sparkling in the fading light with unshed tears. He opened his mouth to try again but then closed it and shook his head. Hermione attempted a smile but it quivered and she reached backward to take hold of Draco’s hand once more. Ron came over from talking with a group of Aurors to give her a quick embrace as well, awkward with Draco’s refusal to let go of her hand again. 