"He smelled like the vision in his eyes, the day after a storm. I could've melted into that moment- when he released me. Our eyes opened, still centimeters from each other. He looked frightened, the crease between his brows more prominent. He opened his mouth, my heart racing for the words to escape when he said, "That was a mistake." Slow Romance, 5yr/PostWar, DM/HG, M.

A summer is shared, love is formed, and a choice is made. Will you remember to forget? "Hermione looked over at his sleeping form...she kissed his forehead and saw a small smile form on his lips before she muttered the word that would change everything."