Draco took a sharp breath in, and was suddenly on the floor in front of Harry, gripping his shoulders tightly in his hands, "Why wouldn’t you tell me that? Why wouldn’t you  tell me?" he said urgently, "We have to find another way to separate the Dark Lord’s souls from yours! And we’ve lost months of time -  why wouldn’t you tell me?!" he half shouted, apparently torn between pressing Harry closer to him and shaking him.