There had been something more than hate between them – there had been her clumsy attempts at kindness, and his damned gratitude. She had brought Draco food and succour, and he had clung to her for that, and despised himself for it. He still wonders why she reached out to him then, and the answer is always – because she is Hermione Granger. He wonders why she came back down to the cellar, after leaving in a cloud of anger and hurt, his insults of mudblood, and then his pathetic pleas in her ears. Right now, there is a large part of him that wishes she hadn't. She changed everything when she gave him the second chance no one else would, and he is not selfish enough to think that was a good thing. Not anymore.