Hello Gorgeous | By : Khaleesi-Of-Dragons Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 11511 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Avril made her way slowly through the wreckage, clutching at her side and wincing with every breath she took. The battle had been a hard one, grievous losses on all sides, but it was over now and Avril had someone she needed to find before she could rest. Her sister was safe in the Slytherin common room, Harry Potter was still alive, and Voldemort had died—she'd seen the death, a human one that seemed to strange considering all of his theatrics.
She finally collapsed next to a body, the red streak dull compared to the crimson blood painting the body's face and the pale flesh revealed by jagged holes in a shirt and pants. "H-hello, beautiful," the man stutters, lips shaking like the rest of his body, the pain no doubt agonizing after falling from the bridge that led into Hogwarts. She couldn't imagine how horrible that must have been, but she doubted he could imagine how she felt either.
"Miss me so much that you thought you had to invade Hogwarts," she inquires, sitting down next to him. Scabior lets out a hoarse laugh, reaching out an unsteady hand to cover her own. "You look awful."
"You don't look so great yourself, Avril." While his injuries stemmed from the bridge being blown to pieces right under his feet, sending him plummeting to the land several feet below with debris raining down on him, Avril's came from a bad fight with Bellatrix Lestrange until a small army of House Elves helped fight against the wicked bitch. Her hair was stuck to her face and matted in places from the blood, her bottom lip was swollen and bleeding, she was sure she had at least three broken ribs and a collapsed lung.
"We won."
"Good, the Dark Lord wouldn't have made a good leader."
"Voldemort," Avril corrects absently, staring down at Scabior. "He's dead now and he can't hurt anyone."
"Our…. Our daughter?"
"Safe." According to all documents and birth records, Ella was Avril's little sister, unexpectedly conceived during their parent's anniversary and born during one of the worst storms in Britain's history. In all reality, Avril and Scabior had been teenagers, unable to take care of the baby, so Avril's parents had stepped in with their numerous connections to make sure the child was announced as theirs.
Scabior had fought like hell to get visitations, but even Avril had been forced to claim Ella as only her baby sister. Unexpected, but wanted all the same—a little miracle in everyone's minds.
"What's she like, Avril?"
"She looks just like you." Avril could feel tears stinging her eyes as she thought of the little girl that was waiting for Avril's parents to come pick her up, probably expecting Avril to come waltzing through the door like she had on several occasions, but Avril Michaelis doubted she'd ever walk again. Breathing was becoming harder to do, so she lay down next to Scabior with a wince, feeling one of his hands covering hers as she rested her head on his chest. "Same dark hair, same beautiful gray eyes, same fiery personality that kept her on Trelawney's bad side whenever they ran into each other."
"That's my girl."
"I wanted you to see her before you were taken away, but Mother forbid it." The tears stung the wounds on her face, but she pushed that to the back of her mind as she focused on Scabior's warmth. "What happened to us, Scabior? We used to be so close, so good."
"Wasn't it you who said that everyone is born a monster and it all depends on the person whether they act on it or not? My monster won and yours might have reared its head, but our daughter is still good."
"She's the best thing we've put in this world." Avril's breaths were little more than gasps now and the edges of her vision her tinged with black as her heart beat faster to keep blood flowing to her brain. "I still love you, Scabior."
"Love you too, darling."
His chest stopped moving soon after that, no breaths stirring the dark hair on her head as she stared out at the rubble. The world was safer now that the Death Eaters were killed or captured, the school and lives could be rebuilt, her baby girl could be raised without worrying about people attacking her school again. For the first time in years, Avril felt completely relaxed enough to close her eyes without observing every square inch of her surroundings.
And then Avril was gone, too.
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