
“And that’s the bitch of it, Draco. I don’t know how to love. I don’t even know what I feel for her is love. I’ve been trying to figure it out!” Mal cries out, frustrated. “I’m already lonely. I can handle lonely. I can make a choice for her though, right, mate? Just like you did for Granger. Less danger all around. I will avoid the Mark for as long as I can and for insurance, avoid Cho in case they corner me and I get Marked anyway. That way, I’ll never have to know what it’s like to live in your shoes,” Mal bites his lip. “Did you tell Granger you loved her?”
“It’s probably better that way, but then what do I know? I tried and Granger bit my head off. It wasn’t my choice for her. She wanted to have that choice.” He sighed. “Yeah, but… it doesn’t matter. We’re over and it’s for the better. I can’t… I wouldn’t be able to push her away again. But i can’t let her get close.”