"Remember that you both were chosen for this, make your choice wisely. Now, would you like me to continue ? Or shall I come back when you stop with love-sick eyes." He sneered once again, disgusted look on his face at their actions in front of him. Hermione felt redness covering he cheeks and, despite the urge, looked away first, clearing her throat loudly. Draco licked his lips and turned to glare at his Godfather, who loved to torment them, even in his death he was pissed at everything."What if we choose to be apart ?" Hermione asked, out of the corner of her eye she saw Draco whip his head back to look at her, glaring. Her hand getting squeezed slightly in his grip.Snape lifted his dark eyebrow at her, half expecting this question, just not exactly from her .