Harry took Draco’s hand tightly in his causing the fork to clatter loudly against the plate as Draco dropped it immediately, "No," he said harshly, "we’re not going down this route. I refuse to talk about "what if’s. Neither of us deserve that torture," Draco gave a wet sniff, and pulled Harry’s had to his mouth to press his lips to his knuckles, "We have to do this. We have to, and we will, and we will succeed, because the alternative," Harry grimaced and shook his head, "the alternative doesn’t bear thinking about,"