"But you nearly did. You almost – you almost died on me." She touched his forehead, fingers pleasantly warm and gentle as she brushed a lock of hair back. "I – you can't do that ever again. Ever. I can't – I can't..." She clamped her mouth shut and set her jaw, chin trembling. "I love you. I don't care what – you're stopping this stupid, ridiculous farce right now, you understand me?" Her sudden change from abject, overwhelming distress to snapping anger gave Draco mental whiplash, and he blinked, raising an eyebrow in lieu of a question.