Draco swatted his hand away and stood up, needing some space to think.  Potter was not wrong.  The pit in his stomach grew thinking about it.  There was no reason Hermione should even entertain the idea of allowing him back into her life.  How was he going to convince her he was ready?  What Potter said about Theo, had really resonated with him.  Hermione was that person for him.  There would never be a single other person on this earth that fit him like she did and if he had pulled his head out of his arse long enough to think about simply  talking  to her about his fears, he might have avoided this last year alone, entirely.