Draco rubbed his arm. She was much, much stonger than she looked. "Didn't I just SAY it made me mental?" he said. He noted the way her voice lowered, and risked stepping back closer to her. "Ginny," he said softly. "Ginny...is it that hard to say...just once?" he asked. He lifted her chin with one finger, to get her to look at him. There were only two times Draco called her 'Ginny'. When he was dead infuriated...or being completley open and honest and letting her see something that no-one else got to see. He thumb was stroking her chin gently. "Because...it's true, all right. I--do. Thinking about losing you drives me right back to gibbering insanity. I...couldn't bear it. Not now. Not ever."