Flushing as she said she liked him just as he was, Draco leaned in and pressed a quiet kiss to her lips.
"I wouldn't have shown you anything that I'd shown you if I didn't still want you, Ginny," he whispered quietly, not willing to speak any louder than that. "And I could easily have taken those memories back, but I want you to know. If anyone, I want you to know them right now." He smiled tiredly.
"I'll do what I can to keep being me, then. I just..." Draco shook his head. No. It was too much to ask of her, if she were to not leave him again.