As much as he wanted to give her a reassurance in his voice, he couldn't speak. He wasn't convinced that she was right and that he would win. Not with the looks and mutters he had been getting day after day.
We deserve our lives back.
Draco raised his head and lifted her chin on the curl of his hand, looking down into her pretty green eyes. "We," he said with a small nod. "Pansy, I ... if things go. If I'm sent to." He swallowed hard and cupped her cheek. "I want you to know how important you've always been to me. Please, please tell me that you understand that."