If Wishes were Horses
Suggested listening: The Black Ghosts - Full Moon
By: Drops of Cypress
Prompt: "Hey! HEY! Stay with me!"
His eyes began to roll back.
Hermione crawled over him, lifting his head into her lap. "Hey. HEY! Stay with me!"
Draco's eyes focused for a second, flashing silver. His mouth quirked. "Hey, Granger." As he spoke, a small dribble of blood leaked out of his mouth.
"The Aurors are gonna be here soon. You're gonna be okay." Her rough hands cupped his cheeks, forcing his head to look up at her, then she wiped away beads of sweat across his temple.
His hand shakily grabbed hers, lifting it to his mouth. Draco looked almost sad. "Look what they did to your knuckles."
The skin there was bloodied and broken. Hermione barely noticed. She laughed with tears in her eyes. "You're ridiculous."
He smiled, then coughed, blood seeping out into his jumper. Hermione added pressure to the wound, but he was bleeding everywhere.
"Draco, stay with me. You promised. You promised we would run away after this. Ple—" she pleaded.
"You know, I'd do anything for you if I could." His voice trailed off, his breath ghosting her knuckles over and over.
"Then hold on. Don't leave me. Please. Please." She kept repeating herself long after his hand dropped to his side.