"I could’ve almost died." Harry breathed out, feeling the trembling lessen at least a little with the confession. "I was really high up when I lost control the first time. If I’d fallen, I don’t think anyone would’ve gotten to me in time." He could feel where Malfoy tugged at the strings a little too harshly. An image of Malfoy —pale, wild eyed, and speckled in blood flashed before his eyes. Harry lost his breath for a moment. "You could’ve died. He could’ve nearly killed you too." 