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Blind Hope
"The last fucking image I have is of you! Harry Fucking Potter! I hate you, I despise you, the sole thing that I put all my effort into is trying to figure out how to destroy you and yet the last thing I had to see, the one image that will haunt my dreams is your stupid face and your ugly hand reaching out to save me! You fucking saved me and if there is one thing that I hate more than you it's owing someone a favour. So give me that fucking hand of yours, stop being a hero and let me pay you back so I can go on living my life without you!" Draco shouted to a stunned and paralysed Harry Potter, he was holding his hand out waiting for Harry to take it so they could jump off the roof and escape to safety.
Draco felt the rush of wind; he heard the blood chilling sound come closer and closer, and yet Harry Potter had still not moved from the spot where he stood.
"Harry, If I still had my eyes I would run over and grab you, but I don't so please just take my hand and jump. It will all be over."
Draco heard a single footstep and then nothing. The foolish git must be hesitating, he thought.
The screech grew to a deafening roar and the ground beneath Draco's feet began to tremble, fear was making its presence known and his friend death wasn't too far behind.
Draco screamed Harry's name over and over again, trying to make his voice heard over the noise. He could feel tears falling down his cheeks, though he still held out his hand into the darkness, hoping beyond anything that Harry would trust him just this once.
The floor beneath Draco's feet began to split, the noise became louder and the floor shook more violently.
"Please Harry, I'm fucking begging you to take my hand!" he screamed, throat sore and about to give up on him.
Harry took another step and the floor shook violently. Draco fell to the ground and screamed not knowing which way was up; the horrible noise seemed to surround him. The floor started to sway as the roof broke in two.
Harry took hold of Draco's hand and helped him to his feet; Draco heard a gasp but now was not the time to ask questions.
"We have to jump, on the count of 3."
"We may not have that much time," Draco heard the boy say. He then felt his body being yanked forward as they were both thrown into the air.
A/N: Well this was going to be a one shot but now I'm not so sure, So I;m taking it to you, the public. Please Review and tell me what you think of this and wether I should continue on it or just leave it as is.
I would like to thank my Beta's Manni and Matre I love you guys.
Mucho Hearts,
-VoL
Visions of Light