6:46pm
Draco slammed into Hermione, as he was thrown to the left. The jeep began to spin out of control, and bounced off the SUV. Skidding across the triple-laned off ramp, they slammed into the barrier.
He could feel the back of the jeep lifting up, as if everything was moving in slow motion. Draco's arms were wrapped tightly around Hermione, their heads buried in the air bag that had popped up.
His elbow came up and pushed the pocket of air down and they could see out the windshield. He could see the traffic whizzing by on the highway underneath them. Slowly, the vehicle moved closer towards vertical.
Everything suddenly sped up. It felt like he was falling, and then with a sickening crunch, it was over.
He could still feel her in his arms, even now that they had been dislodged from their seats. They were sprawled out across the roof of the car, which was now seated firmly against the pavement.
Beeeeep. Hoooonk.
The cars were still whizzing pass them, trying to avoid hitting the tiny black jeep.
His breathing was laboured, and it felt like he was suspended in time.
Drip. Drip.
Blood was seeping from a gash in his forehead, and dripping onto his hand. Everything seemed like it was stained with red.