Hermione sighed, a bit of fight leaving her. "I know, Draco. But you could be free. We could finally start building the new world we've been promised. I know it's a lot to ask of you especially, and I hate putting you in so much danger, but the war could finally be over." She took the few steps to his side, burying her face in his chest as his arms came up around her. "If there was any other way I could think of, I'd never ask this of you," she murmured. "But please, think about it?"