For Essa - I hope you like it! :)
Also for the Monthly Slash-tastic Drabble-athon Competition (37. blurry)
You wake to white.
In that moment, white is all your world consists – stark and unforgiving, the colour of hospitals and death. You wonder if it means that you're dead.
That's when you hear him. The boy whispering at you side, telling you something that's just out of your grasp-
A blink.
And suddenly, memories rush back to you, making you realise that you aren't dead. You're at St Mungo's, and you're alive. You've somehow managed to survive the attack on Hogwarts.
(And there's a part of you that wonders if Harry survived. If you're in a hospital and not dead, that means he's alive, doesn't it?)
"Dean? Dean! You're awake! Oh god, I love you Dean, please don't do that me ever again!" the boy's – Seamus, your mind whispers – litany of prayers and thanks finally reach your ears.
Slowly, painfully, you turn your head to look at him. Somewhere in your mind, you know your body is as broken as your mind feels. And yet, he looks at you like you're the most precious thing in the world, like there's nothing that can compare to your beauty.
"I love you," he whispers again, bending down to kiss you on the corner of your mouth, the only sliver of skin that isn't a constant throb of pain.
You're still a little hazy – there's still so much you cannot remember, and you still don't know if Harry won or lost. But Seamus is by your side, and somehow, you know that everything is going to be okay.
After all, you're not just you anymore. You're Dean.
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