He put his arms about her, pressing against her tight body with something akin to ecstasy, "You love me?" he said, waiting breathlessly as he held her, hoping to hear her say it plainly.
"I do. I love you. I've missed you. I've dreamed of you, of birthday parties with you, of watching you play with my baby, of having babies with you." she whispered, feeling a little embarrassed.
He grew still, his arms tightening about her as she spoke, and he thought he would cry in that moment. He utterly loved her, and he wanted to do all that she suggested, "I love you so much, Hannah. I want all of that two. I've dreamed of you, of you and Livey. I wish...I want all of it with you, only you Hannah," he said, his voice cracking slightly with his emotion as he pressed his lips to her head, "I am not going to be away again like this. Not ever."
"I know that it's foolish and too fast, but for the longest time I've had feelings for you, since fourth year, watching you waltz around the floor with Ginny Weasley, so dashing and awkward, yet you belonged there. I thought you were so handsome. It's silly and too fast."
He pulled back, "It is not too fast, Hannah. We have been dancing around this for years. If anything, I am an idiot for being too slow and not telling you sooner," he said, comforting her and kissing her head again as he held her, "I have had feelings for you as long as I can remember. Seeing you again only made me realize how much I have missed you, wanted you, and now," he said, pulling back slightly so he could see into her face, "We have each other. I am not going to let you go. Ever."