Harry rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, about that. Hermione, maybe you think I did this only to protect you—well, that’s part of it; I’ll always try to protect you. But the real reason I got betrothed, even though I don’t know if I love you or not—sod it all, I’m making a mess of this—I don’t know whether I love you or not, but there is no girl whom I know I love, who is not Hermione Granger. Is this good enough for you?"