After a few more moments of silence, of just lying there with his fingers running through her hair playfully, Draco finally leaned down to press a kiss to her forehead, sighing contently. This was perfect, in every sense of the world. If he were to die, right then and there, his life would be...well, it wouldn't be complete. That train of thought derailed almost instantly, as Draco realized he would die without knowing whether or not Ginny were his girlfriend again, or what in the world was happening between them.
He gazed at her solemnly, kissing her forehead lightly again. "Gin? Do you...do you think we can figure us out?" he murmured softly, the hope there in his tone as he asked. It was just something he wanted to know. No, something he NEEDED to know.