"I thought so too," Draco cupped her cheek, setting her glance right on his. She had never experienced that many things with someone just by passing the gazes. Hermione held her breath, waiting patiently. "But then, I realised that by denying my attraction I won’t change one single fact – I will never be the one to be right. I won’t stitch your wounds and help you heal. I will never be a shoulder to cry on, and I am most certainly not the person for you, Granger."