Author's Note: For the 7 deadly sins challenge on xoxLewrahxox's Bellatrix forum. Drabble is exactly 100 words. Sin used: rage. A BIG "THANK YOU" TO LIZ, AKA TUESDAYNOVEMBER. She helped me quite a bit with this drabble and for that I am very grateful. =]
Disclaimer: Harry Potter provides countless hours of entertainment for me, but it's not mine by any means.
Careless Whisper
The boy was down.
(Dead — after all this time?)
She approached him slowly, aware of the eyes of Death Eaters and their Lord on her back.
She fell to her knees, breath caught in her throat. She placed her hand on his chest. His heart fluttered; he was still alive.
He was alive.
(Draco could still be alive.)
He was her last hope.
Voldemort didn't care.
Why should she?
She leaned closer to Harry, whispered — about her son.
Was he still alive?
Was he in the castle?
Yes. Yes.
Then she faced the crowd of Death Eaters.
"He is dead!"