"Harry," Hermione cupped his cheek, "I've stuck by you since first year brought us together; I've spent the last several months looking for you. I have no one and nothing that I'm giving up that I haven't lost already. My parents are gone, the Weasleys have given up on me, assuming my cause a lost one, and everyone else has moved on with life. The choices I’ve made in order to find myself here in this moment have already ruined any chance of a "life’ I might have. Besides, it wouldn’t be a life without you."