Malfoy stopped and grabbed her wrist to stop her as well. She watched as her friend disappeared from view. "Granger, I am not messing with you. Ever since this war, my task, well..." he trailed off but began again when he saw her looking at him expectantly. "And then you spoke up during my trial. It gave me hope. Hope that you didn't loathe me entirely." He took her hand in his and rubbed it soothingly, "And I haven't believed in the blood purity bullshit in a long time. Once I stopped, I finally realized there was nothing holding me back from how I've been feeling for years, especially in regards to you."