"Hermione," his voice was calm, full of emotion, but steady. "I need you to look at me because I'm actually, physically incapable of moving right now." The next breath that escaped her sounded suspiciously like a sob and she fought, fought hard, to lift her gaze. When she did, she saw that his eyes, like his voice, were full of emotion. They were dry, though his brows were lowered and pulled tightly together, his mouth curved down into a tight frown.