Why Not?

Its over.

Two words .

She knew it was hard to say, and she understood.

She knew he loved her, but why?

He was possessive,but in turn, extremely protective.

"Why?"

"He's going to come after you! Don't you get it?"

Of course she did.

"Promise to meet me after the war?"

"I love you."

Then he was gone.

Through the war, the long dark times, she hung on to the thread of hope that came from him, fighting

"Why not?"

She couldn't believe it, he denied the chance of coming back together. She couldn't read him, his expression guarded, bringing out his old traits of a Slytherin.

"Because, you are Gryffindor's Golden Girl, and I'm just a walking fuck up."

"I don't care if anyone protests against us. I love you!"

" I know."

His features softened , but still held that stubborn furrowed brow and lifted chin.

"Why not?" She repeated, this time anger seeping in. "We've gone through Harry and Ron's judgement, your parents, the whole damn school, the ministry, the fucking wizarding war, and you can't even muster the fucking courage to be in a relationship with me! You cowardly evil , stubborn stuck up ferret! " She stopped in her rant, and He took that moment to observe her.

She had changed, her hair longer, eyes flashing a shade darker, face flushed with a pretty pink,lips pouty and parted in anger. He resisted the temptation of kissing her.

"I give up, this is pointless. Consider this cold turkey."

She turned, but his arms grabbed her and pulled her into his warm embrace.

" Don't you dare. You are mine."

"I just want a real relationship with you and you can't do that."

"I will break your fucking heart!

"I can handle-"

Her word were cut off by his frustrated growl.

"I have nothing to give you!" He said fiercely . "I'm not even accepted in the society! Ex death eater, unknown by everyone I have been fighting for you guys. No money, no fucking reputation I once bragged about because of my fucking father. I refuse to disappoint you, not now, not ever!"

She could hear the rough rawness in his voice when is emotions are revealed.

" I don't care."

"Well I do!"

She fisted his black dress shirt in her hands and pulled him into a kiss. He kissed back, and tried to convey his emotions and worries to her . She answers with a fiery passion, a confidence that reassures him.

The stare at each other, dark swirling silver clashing with warm honey brown. " Please?" She pleaded softly.

His mouth tugged into a soft smirk. " I think I will keep you."

"I love you, Draco."

"You know I do, Hermione."