Without breaking their eye contact, Draco curled the corner of his mouth upwards in an apologetic half-smile, biting back the painfully vulnerable tears that threatened to spill over. Then, slowly, he mouthed four words across the bar. He knew she had understood; he could see slow shock, deep sadness, and mournful hope bloom in her eyes, and a careful optimism swept over him. Perhaps she wasn't as unreachable as he thought. Perhaps these four words could be just what he needed to bring her back to him.