Draco came back to consciousness, but when he tried to open his eyes,
they would not. He had something terribly thick and bitter in his mouth and
gagged on it, a hand lifted his head, and the bitter slid slowly down his
throat. He could hear a voice trying to soothe him.
"Just drink it... you'll feel better..." It said, and Draco obediently swallowed, although the taste hurt his mouth so much that he was weeping. He again tried to force his eyes open, but for all his effort, they stayed shut. Footsteps moved away from him and back, and then there was something warm and moist over his eyelids. He relaxed and tried to sit up, but it didn't work. Thoughts like this kept racing and he realized that he couldn't be dead if he could cry.
"There's a good boy, just swallow it all down...." The voice continued, and finally Draco's eyes opened, and yet the world was still dark. He couldn't stop a whimper from escaping his mouth, and then light suddenly exploded across his world. He screamed... then fell back into the dark.
(A/N: I'm thinking that maybe I should call this poem 'into the dark'..... PLZ vote on the two.... Thanks and ja!)
"Just drink it... you'll feel better..." It said, and Draco obediently swallowed, although the taste hurt his mouth so much that he was weeping. He again tried to force his eyes open, but for all his effort, they stayed shut. Footsteps moved away from him and back, and then there was something warm and moist over his eyelids. He relaxed and tried to sit up, but it didn't work. Thoughts like this kept racing and he realized that he couldn't be dead if he could cry.
"There's a good boy, just swallow it all down...." The voice continued, and finally Draco's eyes opened, and yet the world was still dark. He couldn't stop a whimper from escaping his mouth, and then light suddenly exploded across his world. He screamed... then fell back into the dark.
(A/N: I'm thinking that maybe I should call this poem 'into the dark'..... PLZ vote on the two.... Thanks and ja!)