Hermione stared up at him, and bit her lip. This was nerve wracking. Especially with the way he was looking at her. And she was ready for anything with him. But really? She wanted it to be some sort of an occasion or something, maybe.
"I do.. I want to.. But.. maybe it should wait," she reasoned aloud. "When it's more of an occasion or.. something, since I've.. since we've.." she trailed off, not willing to really say the word 'virgin' aloud. That would just be way to weird. "I still want to be married, and I can't imagine myself with anyone but you, and I don't want to ever do this with anyone but you, but.. I don't know.." she sighed, burying her face in his chest. "I'm sorry," she murmured.