"What's so special about that door, Granger." Draco's breath floated across her face. Her breathing was shallow, and she didn't dare move, let alone speak the one word he waited for her to utter. His forehead rested softly against hers and she could tell he had trouble breathing as well. If she spoke that one word, it would change everything between them. It would complicate matters a great deal, but she wasn't sure she could deny it. The fear she had felt as the poison had overcome her was too great to ignore. As was the relief she had witnessed in Draco over the past day as she found her strength again. His behaviour towards her had changed drastically during the past day as well. Perhaps she didn't even need to speak the word. It was already there between them.