I Never Finish What I

"Tell me you love me," Hermione slurred, an air of inebriated confidence shining through her words as she courageously stepped towards her. "Tell me that you have always wanted me," she whispered, her hand driveling down her blouse. "That you've been dreaming of this moment," she said, and Fleur Delacour was suddenly rendered speechless as Hermione sighed. "Tell me."