Edge Of Gravity | By : Agora Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 4440 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Draco clenched his icy fist, trying to control the wheeze of his aching lungs. His throat felt swollen with a tingling burn, making the Malfoy determination deter. His head buzzed with a unfamiliar ache, while the chuckles of the twin pillocks echoed behind him in a cackling manner.
Fred and George seemed unaffected by the forest’s leeching effects, instead they skipped happily behind. Twin hands digging within their robes, searching for their ‘grander’ crystals.
The legion of eight legged monsters had fallen back, leaving only a few stragglers who dreamed of a warm meal of three wizards. Five had meet their doom already, while a few others stumbled along with a few less limbs.
His pants and shirt were stained deep green with gooey spider inners, which smelled worst then they looked. Draco still felt rather nauseous from the spider who guts were still covering him. Fred tossed a crystal that forced heads to sprout from every furry surface till they popped against each other in a moist gurgle. A repulsive sight, which both twins had taken delight in. Fred and George had taken note of the color of that one. Bright orange.
“Come on you bloody pillocks.” George growled into the forest, his irritation showing for the lack of eight legged targets to destroy.
Draco frowned at the red headed boy, grinning madly into the distance. “Stop being such a git, ferret face.” Fred sighed, throwing his arm around the smaller man.
“Kill one of the hairy lummicks, it will loosen you up.” George called, trailing behind them in a excited bounce.
Fred produced a deep red crystal, shimmering with flecks of silver before him. Draco pushed away from the red haired twit, anger sizzling his nerves with their lack of concern.
“’Mione is bloody brilliant.” Fred offered, as if he knew exactly how Draco’s mind worked. “Plus…”
Draco rubbed his temple, trying to ignore a slight buzz that was echoing in his ears. “Twenty four.” A wave of static pushed against him, intensifying the buzzing till the blonde wondered if he was going to get sick from it.
“Twenty five.” George screeched, in obvious triumph.
“That doesn’t count, that was my crystal you git.” Fred barked.
“Harry!”
Draco pivoted on his heels, hearing Hermione’s high pitched scream above the twin morons. Their bodies froze mid throw in front of him. Even the stumbling spiders had fallen still, their black shiny eyes twitching.
“’Mione?” Fred breathed, his face pinched in confusion.
Draco sprinted into action, ignoring the way his body protested him. “Hermione.” Malfoy bellowed, his throat feeling like a open sore.
He clutched onto his wand, a battle brewing in his mind with each footfall. His reserved magic radiating into the forest in a scared panic, as he pushed himself through clinging veins. Several limbs ripping at him, leaving scrapes across his face and neck. “Hermione!”
“’Mione!” Twin panic filled voices screamed closely behind him, their wands clutched tightly in their hands.
“Hargrid’s hut.”
Draco sprinted towards the crumbling hobble, a thousand worries flashing through his mind. Hermione was hurt, Potter had attacked her, Dementors.
Malfoy feet hit the cobblestone steps, propelling him towards the door full force. His shoulder hitting the worm eaten door with a loud crack, making him wonder momentarily it was his shoulder blade. The door gave another grumble, before swinging open, slamming against the wall, and falling off its hinges to the floor.
“Granger!” Draco’s wand was at the ready, bursting forward with pictures of the worst in his mind. “No!”
The blonde’s arm feel limply to his side, taking in the scene before him. Potter hunched forward, a thick bubbling puddle of black rot growing as it poured from his mouth. Harry’s shoulder’s shaking violently, obvious pain written on his taunt muscle clenching beneath his robe.
The funk hit Draco like a wall- vomit, rotted food, stale magic, but most of all death. It seeped into his lungs, making his body clench in nausea. “Granger?” He gagged, looking at the helpless young woman crouched beside Harry. Her features tight and pale with a edge of sickness building behind it.
“’Mione?!” Twin bodies piled into the room, causing Draco farther into the vomit abyss. The growing pool of ebony sludge closing in on his shoes, till he forced himself backwards in fear of vomiting on Potter and Granger.
Harry wheezed helplessly for several minutes, squeezing his eyes shut to avoid staring at the chunks migrating between his fingers. For several moments he contemplated just collapsing into the vomit, before finally pushing himself back against the bed.
His entire body burned with exertion; his lungs felt like liquid nitrogen had been forced into them. His lips and tongue poached, and his face swollen from the pressure. His hands and legs tingled where the vomit had touched, till he scrubbed it away haphazardly with his robe.
Harry slumped against the bed, ignoring the way the splinters poked into his back. “Dying couldn’t of been this bad.” He mumbled to himself, before wiping the last of the sickness that burned on his lips and chin.
“Harry?”
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