Snape glanced down at Harry. His face twisted into a cruel sneer as he
observed the stab wound on the boy's stomach, knowing that it was done by a
blade, which carried poison. Poison which could not be cured by anyone, not
even Voldermort himself. The poison would leak through the young
Griffindor's bloodstream and kill him slowly and painfully. The best way
for someone like Harry to go, thought the potions master.
The sound of approaching footsteps caused Snape to turn around.
The sound was coming from the feet of a student of his, a particular favorite. Draco Malfoy. The handsome Slitheryn's steps quickened as he saw his House Captain standing over, what looked like, a dead body, but it was hard to make out through the rain. He also noticed a shining object clutched in Snape's hand. What was it? A knife? No way.
On finally reaching the Potion's Master, he could not help but notice the grin on Snape's face, and also, the way he kept stepping in front of him.
"Professor," Draco mused, looking into Snape's big black eyes, "What's behind you?"
"That," came the response, "That my dear boy, is all of our problems gone. Now we can be together forever with no-one to sop us."
"But what about Har." he trailed off sharply as he noticed Harry lying behind Snape "HARRY!!!!!!" he screamed " oh Harry, what has he done to you?" he skidded to Harry's side and sobbed uncontrollably, remaining fully aware of Snape's presence.
"Dra..Draco, is that you.?" came a muffled voice, "Draco, I'm not going to make it, but promise me something."
"Anything at all," Tears spilled out from the blonde boy's eyes onto Harry's cheeks.
"Promise me that you will remember that I love you, and I always will," his eyes screwed up due to the pain, and he struggled to get any words out, his heart beat slowed down more and more until it is only a mild thump. "I love yo.." His eyes closed and his heart stopped completely. Draco stayed still, unable to move.
"HHHHHHHHAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYY"
The sound of approaching footsteps caused Snape to turn around.
The sound was coming from the feet of a student of his, a particular favorite. Draco Malfoy. The handsome Slitheryn's steps quickened as he saw his House Captain standing over, what looked like, a dead body, but it was hard to make out through the rain. He also noticed a shining object clutched in Snape's hand. What was it? A knife? No way.
On finally reaching the Potion's Master, he could not help but notice the grin on Snape's face, and also, the way he kept stepping in front of him.
"Professor," Draco mused, looking into Snape's big black eyes, "What's behind you?"
"That," came the response, "That my dear boy, is all of our problems gone. Now we can be together forever with no-one to sop us."
"But what about Har." he trailed off sharply as he noticed Harry lying behind Snape "HARRY!!!!!!" he screamed " oh Harry, what has he done to you?" he skidded to Harry's side and sobbed uncontrollably, remaining fully aware of Snape's presence.
"Dra..Draco, is that you.?" came a muffled voice, "Draco, I'm not going to make it, but promise me something."
"Anything at all," Tears spilled out from the blonde boy's eyes onto Harry's cheeks.
"Promise me that you will remember that I love you, and I always will," his eyes screwed up due to the pain, and he struggled to get any words out, his heart beat slowed down more and more until it is only a mild thump. "I love yo.." His eyes closed and his heart stopped completely. Draco stayed still, unable to move.
"HHHHHHHHAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYY"