Hermione laughed. It was such a ridiculous statement to make, considering they just confessed their feelings for each other. However, she felt those words in her soul. Her mind knew she was going to fall in love with him, too. He didn’t need to know that, at least not yet anyway. Laying on Draco’s chest, in Draco’s bed, absolutely sated in every way a person can be, it was perfect. She wanted to keep it this perfect for as long as humanly possible. That is, until she couldn’t possibly resist teasing him again.