Her face lit up and Hermione dropped her gaze, "You could never be insignificant to me either." He never had been, even if she had spent years trying to ignore him. When Draco mentioned leaving, her face fell. Hermione settled back against him and sighed, "I'd hate to leave it, too." As badly as she had wanted to get away from here in the beginning, it was getting harder and harder to want to now. Harry was here now, safe. And she had Draco now. Back home she had a war to live through. "I know I should want to, but...," Hermione sighed, "Am I terrible for not feeling that way?"