Yay finally an update! does anyone really care? *looks around* no? oh ok then. Anyway I'm sorry this chapter is so short chapter 5 and 6 are really meant to be one chapter but something is wrong with my computer and wouldn't let me save it as one so I had to post it as two. Well that's about it for notes I just wanted to thank all those that reviewed previous chapters I was going to axe this story but you guys have all convinced me to finish it, now if I could just find the time...
Oh and before I forget NO FLAMES!
Disclaimer: Still don't own
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Chapter 5
Draco could only watch horrified as Harry fell. His body twisting and flaying helplessly for what felt an eternity before his body hit the water with a force Draco almost likened to hitting concrete. Above them the dragon roared its disapproval at losing both of its potentional meals, and spreading his wings, leapt off the cliff to swoop down on them, claws at the ready. Draco's eyes widened as it headed straight for him, taking a deep breath Draco ducked under the surface as the beast's talons raked across the water just skimming across his back. He stayed submerged as long as his lungs allowed watching, through now blurred vision, the dark outline of the dragon as it swept back and forth looking for him. When he could no longer see the horrid thing he burst to the surface taking in as much air as possible and looked around. The dragon was completely out of sight, which could, be a bad thing as it might be hidden somewhere waiting for his appearance. Then he noticed something else. Harry was also out of sight, definitely bad.
"Shit!" He hissed as he desperately tried to relocate where he had hit the water. He may not like him but he certainly didn't want a dead 'Boy Who Lived' on his conscience. Picking a spot to start from Draco dived as deep as his body allowed searching for any sign of him. The murky water made it hard to see and the fact that he had to keep coming up for air slowed his search dramatically. Seconds ticked by and just when he was at the point of giving up he suddenly caught a flash of black out the corner of his eye. Turning himself and straining his eyes he saw him, dead to the world, and slowly sinking towards the bottom. Draco pulled himself through the water after him his lungs were screaming for air but if he surfaced now he knew he would lose him.
*Come on* he encouraged himself *just a bit further...almost there...got him! * He managed to get a hold of one of Harry's dirty robe sleeves. He pulled and simultaneously kicked his legs as hard as he could, his progress now considerably hindered by the dead weight he dragged with him. As black began to line the edges of his vision, it became sheer determination alone that he managed to bring the both of them gasping to the surface. He took a moment to regain his senses and then hooking one of his arms around Harry's chest slowly pulled them to the bank. Once there he faced another problem. Draco knew full well that they couldn't just stay out in the open anything could see them, he shuddered, it would be best to find some sort of cover, problem was Harry, who may be skinny, was a lot heavier than he looked. Draco was definitely not the strong type, he had Crabbe and Goyle for that, groaning he grabbed Harry by the arms and yanked him backward with as much force as his slender body could muster. They covered ground slowly. Draco's grip was slick and elusive with the muddy water and he kept stumbling as he dragged Harry backwards. It briefly flashed through his mind that he wasn't doing Harry's body and favours dragging him over numerous sharp stones and sticks that would probably add to whatever injuries he already had. Briefly. Finally when they were safely concealed amongst some thick bushes and rocks on the edge of the forest, Draco released Harry's arms letting them fall unceremoniously by his sides. Sighing in annoyance, partially due to Harry still being out of it, and partially because his ankle was still throbbing madly as well, he knelt down and started to check him over for any injuries. The side of his face from the jaw to temple was scratched up, bloody and swollen from the dragon's attack but his attention was mainly focused on the fact that Harry didn't seem to be breathing. At all.
"Shit!" Moving quickly Draco tipped Harry's head back and opened his mouth checking for anything that might be blocking his airway. He silently thanked the school for forcing them all to learn muggle life saving techniques the year before otherwise he wouldn't have had a clue what to do without his wand.
Finding nothing obstructing his airway Draco inwardly groaned realising he would have to do the mouth to bloody mouth bit. Steeling himself he leant down a bit then hurriedly pulled away.
*This is gross I don't want to do this* He glanced back down at the still unbreathing Harry.
*Disgusting* He thought yet he knew that he couldn't afford not to. His father, Voldemort, the deatheaters and a number of people at school may want him dead, but he didn't like the thought of being directly responsible for some ones death himself.
*Just do it! * His mind screamed *Your wasting time*
He leant back down only once again to pause.
*Oh this is so gross* He sighed mentally gathering himself * Ok I'll do it on three...one...two...three! *
Not leaving any more time for thought he pinched Harry's nose closed and administered the customary five quick breaths hoping that it would be enough. For once fate decided to play nice and no sooner had he pulled away when Harry started to cough sending up sprays of the muddy water that he had swallowed in an attempt to get air.
Concerned that he might choke Draco was just about to roll Harry onto his side when his eyes suddenly snapped open surprising him and disorientated, emerald green eyes focused onto surprised silver, grey ones.
