"Draco.." She whispered, he responded with a content hum as her buried his face softly into her bronze curls, leaning his lips to her neck in a soft kiss. "If anything ever happens.." she could feel him tense as his arms wrapped around her slightly more "to me.." she paused "remember that I..I love you.." he was now frowning onto her skin, he had been dreading this talk since fourth year, when Potter had told the news of the dark lords return. his voice was a murmur on her neck "I love you."
Pursing her lips she closed her eyes tightly. "And if we ever cross paths..during the war.."
"I'll save you..they won't hurt you." his voice was blank, holding no emotion, he went to continue speaking but Hermione stopped him.
"You'll pretend you don't know me."