I start to go crazy. I am happy like a little child with every next chapter... :) I simply love Dramione :) Hope you enjoy this chapter, sorry for my bad english :)

The first thing Draco Malfoy saw, when he opened his eyes was Granger face. She was sitting on the bed next to him.

"Granger?" he whispered. He found out, that his voice was to weak to speak loudly. Was Granger dead, too? He saw her eyes wide, when she realized, he's awake.

"Oh Jesus, Malfoy!" she shrieked with a smile. He didn't understand what made her so happy and he just tried to sit up, but he felt huge pain with every move he made, so he lied back down. Well, so one thing was sure. He was lot of things, but not dead.

"Um…Granger…Am I not supposed to be dead?" he asked silently.

"Yeah…but…let's say, that I've healed you…" she said. He raised his eyebrows.

"How?" he wondered.

"You know, I've read about it. Sometimes, when a witch or a wizard is under huge psychical pressure, they are able to use magic without using the wand…" she explained.

"OK, I understand that part, but I don't understand what huge psychical pressure were you under…" he said.

"Um…I was…scared…" she muttered silently and he realized, that she is looking everywhere except his face.

"Eh…scared…of what exactly?" he still didn't understand. The Death Eaters didn't want to kill her, were they?!

"Um…I was scared…that…you will die…" she whispered, still looking away. It was hard for her to admit it (even to herself) but she was glad that she doesn't have to be alone in the cell, no matter that it was with Draco Malfoy.

"You were scared for ME?!" he asked with disbelief on his face. She nodded, finally looking at him. He stared at her and then he chuckled.

"What the hell is so amusing on this, Draco Malfoy? I saved your fucking life, if you didn't had time to notice it yet!" she said sharply, feeling really offended. He was really a jerk.

"This all is such so amusing, Granger. I think, that your kindness will kill you once. You just saved your biggest enemy…who would believe that?!" he said.

"Who said that?!" she asked him.

"Who said what?!" he asked, absolutely confused for a moment.

"Who said, that you are my biggest enemy, Malfoy?!" she asked. He looked pretty surprised.

"I think…I mean… It is pretty obvious, isn't it? You hate he, right?" he said.

"Yeah, and you hate me, too…" she replied.

"But that is not a reason for you to hate me!" he said.

"Why not?!" she wondered.

"You can not hate someone just because he hates you! Even you, Granger, have to admit, that I am completely right, when I say that it's just not normal, is it?!" he said. She shrugged.

"Let's see, if your reasons are any better, Mr. Perfectly Clever! So, tell me, what are your reasons to hate me. I am really curious!" she said quickly. He stared at her in surprise.

"I hope that you don't think, that just because I am lying here in huge pain, you can force me to tell you anything you want to know about me…" he said.

"Oh, I don't want to force you to anything. But now it looks, that you are afraid of me, when you don't want to tell it to me…" she said, just by the way. He glared at her. He hated, when someone told him, that he is afraid and she knew it. Damn that Granger!

"OK, so I'll tell you. So for first, I hate you because you are a mudblood…" he said.

"Oh, how original…" she added sarcastically.

"Go to bloody hell with your sarcasm, Granger. You have to be tired of it already. The next reason is because you know EVERYTHING better than I do…"

"Sounded like a compliment…" she muttered.

"But it definitely wasn't. Yeah and your best friend with the fucking Boy-who-unfortunately-didn't-die…"

"You can not hate someone, just because of who are they friend with!" she argued.

"OK, OK. Don't count that one with the best friend. Yeah…and then…I hate you because…oh…bloody hell. I hate you because I can not any other reasons to hate you!" he muttered sharply. She smiled.

"Yeah, nice try, Malfoy. So the fact is, that you hate me for being a mudblood and for being more clever than you are…it sound like a little envy, doesn't it?" she summarized it. He realized, that his reasons sounded pretty stupid. In fact - he felt pretty stupid, but he would never ever admit that out loud. Ever.

"Yeah, but I guess, that it is still better than yours : 'I hate you, because you bloody hate me!' reason!" he said with triumphal face. She smiled at him.

"Don't be so naive, Malfoy. I've never said, that it was the only reason…." she said.

"Oh, really? So come on! Show me!" he said.

"Ok then. I hate you because of your stupid opinion, that you are something more or better than I am…or than anyone in this world is, because of all the years you were hurting me, insulting me and humiliating me and yeah, simply because you are Malfoy, the son of the Death Eater…" she said. He was staring at her.

"Have I said, that I hate for being better than me in absolutely EVERYTHING what is possible to do on this Earth?!" he asked. She smiled sarcastically.

"Tell me something, Malfoy…" she said, her face was suddenly serious.

"It depends on what do you want to know…" he replied simply.

"I would like you to tell me, why did the - I mean the Death Eaters - do this to you. Why didn't they simply and quickly kill you? I don't mean it like that I'd rather see them to kill you, I am just wondering why do they want such a painful death for the son of one of them…" she said. He bit his lip.

"They brought me here, because they obviously wanted you to see me die right before your eyes to make you feel even worse. And the reason why wanted they to kill is pretty simple. I refused to be a Death Eater…" he said. Her eyes widened in shock and in huge surprise.

"You…you refused to be…why?!" she whispered her question. She was perfectly sure, tat he did know, that they will kill him if he refuse.

"Because I would rather die, that to kill or torture absolutely innocent people, muggles, Muggle-borns or even wizards at all without any obvious rational reason…" he said silently and he was staring on the ceiling.

She was staring at his face, absolutely shocked. He seemed to be completely different person from the Malfoy she used to know…or she thought she used to know…

"Just tell me, Granger, absolutely in theory now. If I realized, that I do not hate you anymore, would you still feel all the hate that you are feeling at the moment?!" he asked suddenly. She inhaled. What a hard question. Se tried to imagine him being normal, with no insulting, no humiliating.

" I think, that if it was just like that I wouldn't hate you anymore, Malfoy…" he said.

And somehow, she started to feel really sorry for this boy. He was supposed to almost die, just because he didn't wanted to do something wrong. Because of who he was. She suddenly remembered a line from Romeo and Juliet, the Muggle novel she has read when she was younger.

What's in a name? That which we call rose

by any other name would smell as sweet…

It wasn't fair to force him to be Death Eater, just because he was Malfoy. And nor was it fair to judge him just because of that…