"I can't be without you." His hand clamped down on hers almost painfully, and their dance steps faltered to a halt as she stared up at him, hope swelling unbearably. "I can't. I've tried, and tried to...but I can't. I'm too fucking selfish. If I don't go to Azkaban, then...then..." Draco's voice was desperate. "Marry me. Marry me, Hermione."