Hiya guys!
Yes, I knowww its been a while since ive updated this story, but fear not! I haven't forgotten about it, its just this autumn has been really busy; starting a new college and all that jazz. so sorry for the wait guys, i really appreciate you guys reading and favouriting and all that, ive just been busy doing settling in work. forgive me! :) But the wait is finally over! Here's a short but sweet chapter for Destinys Descent, plenty more to come soon and do not forget to review!
SealedwithaKiss
~The Speech~
The dust floating through the sun kissed air fell upon Katrina's warmed cheeks. She blinked twice, as the golden light twinkled unto her swollen eyes. She sat up within a heartbeat, her head still throbbing with exhaustion, and felt terribly confused at how she ended up in an empty classroom on the third floor. She rubbed her sore eyes, , still stinging from her tears, put on the Gryffindor cloak that was put on her for a cover and jumped down from the table and found a piece of parchment next to her:
Katrina,
Forgive me, but I had no choice but to put a sleeping charm on you, as you were behaving far too hysterical for words. I have left a glass of water, grapes and cheese if you get hungry.
Kind Regards,
Professor M
Katrina, pressing her dry palm to her left temple, inhaled deeply before kicking the glass of water across the room. She pushed her body off the table she was put across and stormed out of the room to begin her long walk down the familiar cold corridor. Her walk turned into a jog, which mirrored Katrina's racing mind; what happened? Where's Draco? Is he still Alive?
Her weak heart felt like in was in her mouth, and she could hear her heartbeat pounding loudly in her ears, as her mind tormented her with her troubling questions.
After reaching the ground floor, her jog transformed into a sprint as she raced down the narrow stone corridor to the crowded Hospital Wing.
"Katrina" Cho called, her eyebrows tense and cold as she raced towards the curious Gryffindor.
The raven blanked out any sounds that wasn't her heartbeat, and marched straight passed her.
"Katrina, Ka- Please!" Cho cried, grabbing the fast moving black fabric hanging from Katrina's elbow. She tried to push Cho off her, wildly flapping her arms in the air for release.
"NO! LEAVE ME!" Katrina cried, pushing Cho firmly in the collar bone, until she finally let go, letting Katrina race past a crowd of mourning Slytherin students and Professors outside the Intesive Care section of the Hospital Wing.
Professor McGonnagall, clutching her fox throw in withered hands tightly in a anxiety striken state, had to take a double take as she watched the pale black haired students race towards her.
" No, how did- how could you- wake-"
"Excuse me Professor" Katrina said automatically, although it was unclear if she even registered who was speaking to her as her gaze laid firmly on the double oak doors behind her.
"You can't, I-"
"Let me through, now"
"I do not think I- It's wise to-"
"LET ME IN!" she screamed, her voice becoming hoarse and eyes becoming so swollen and glazed that it was like she was looking through a frosted glass. Her screams grew louder, so loud a group of professors formed to surround her, holding down every available limb and piece of clothing to control her jerked movements.
Students started to jump from the floor to try to attempt to calm the struggling Gryffindor down, but nothing worked. She was too determined to break through the panes of frosted glass so she could see.
Loud footsteps were heard smashing against the stone floor from within the Oak doors, and within seconds, the left door burst open by a frantic Madam Promfrey.
"Shh shh quiet now hush" She repeated, grabbing hold of Professor McGonnagalls shoulder to stop trying to restrain a sobbing Katrina on the marbled floor.
" She needs to come in" Madam Promfrey stated quietly, gazing into McGonnagalls eyes with a serious look.
"Let Go" McGonnagall cried, her own tears meeting the tip of her wrinkled chin, as the other Professors picked the Grffindor from the floor until she was standing upright, her gaze fixed on Madams Promfeys face.
" If you may" she said, holding her apron in one hand and using the other to point to the direction of Draco's bed.
The hospital felt colder than ever- beds were left empty, with stains of blood still drenched the off white covers. The room stank of old bandages and the familiar scent of Draco mixed with dried blood and stale fear. The only thing that dominated the room was the far left and corner, which was covered with a royal red curtain- only used in serious injuries. She pushed the hairs from her face, and took her steps slowly in nerves- she didn't know what she was expecting to see. Draco must be stone grey by now, his muscles tightening and hair dull and lifeless like his cold body.
Katrina swallowed hard, trying to push down any burning emotions arising in her shaken body, but nothing past. The walk to his curtain seemed to take forever, and no matter how much she wanted to run to him, she was constantly shielded by a thick glass of nullity and restless fear. She clasped the edge of the thinning velvet around two slender fingers, analysing the texture against her hands to put her mind at rest to prepare herself for whats to come.
She took a deep breath in to study her heartbeat, and drew back the curtain with one quick pull.
He looked worse than she could ever imagine. She imagined a dead body, lying flat on the corpses back with the thin sheets covering the second half of its body; but it was far worse. He looked like he'd gained at least twenty years on his face; hallowing cheeks and an expressionless look on her face. His eyes were closed, hidden beneath his greying eyelids and gunged eyelashes. His hair as pushed back to the right of his face; a result of Madam Promfrey trying to remove his hair from his eyes to examine his face and heartbeat, unaware of his already hardening arteries.
He laid down stiff, just like he did back in the house ,as if he was to wake up at any time; but she knew this wasn't to happen. Ever again.
She moaned deeply like that of a wounded animal, frightened and confused, and walked over to his bedside to the Slytherin to pay her respects.
She searched with bewildered eyes at the icy cold statue of what was once Draco; a beautiful person with an aggressive yet enchanting aura that captivated her heart from the very beginning.
"ello little babe" she managed to croak out, clutching the end of his bed linen in her hands and fiddling with a loose thread.
"we made it. We got out. Away from that horrible place" her nose burned with emotions, " everythings okay now, just like I promised"
She looked down at the outline of Dracos legs covered by the bed linen, concentrating so hard she wished one of them had moved.
"I hope you're- you're somewhere nice. Nice, warm, pleasant. Well looked after" she babbled, her lip quivering, "maybe you could teach the other people how to create potions like in your potions set?"
She clutched the bed linen tighter, her knuckles becoming white with pressure. The Raven glanced upon Draco's face; but her eyes glossed over with shaken tears.
"Draco, there is so much I wanted you to hear; to understand. The fact is, I can't stand being apart from you. When you're away, my body overflows with anxiety, I feel you are there to guide me. I know, It's… strange I..I can't honestly explain it. You fill me with sensations I cannot begin to understand without you guiding them. I get nervous when you're near me, but in the most pleasurable way. So when I saw you- saw you distressed like that night over the balcony-it killed a part of me. A part of me went with you when you pushed yourself over the balcony. Seeing you cry like a child in my arms; it was truly heart breaking. I don't understand it, nothing at all, but one thing I understand is I'm in love with you"
Floods of tears raced down the ravens face as she brushed away the last few strands of hair resting on the tip of his compiled eyelashes.
She stroked lightly the tips of his finger nails, and sat next to his bed for the next couple of hours before she felt the need to go.
"Rest in peace, Draco" she whispered, running her fingertips along his neck to the tip of his collarbone, tracing the hard bumps of his necklace.
She leaned over and cowered her mouth over his, before finally kissing him, latching his bottom lip inbetween her lips.
After a while, she stood up, wiped the tears from her neck and walked out of the curtained area.
A short but loud gasp was heard moments later, coming from the direction she just walked from.
" Oh My- Madame Wenders, come quick" Madame Promfrey exclaimed, running over to the red velvet certain, " I can nt believe it!"
