A/N: This was just a sudden inspiration after I have read "The Draught of Living Dead" by redblizzard (ignoring the sleeping beauty sequel :-P ) at Livejournal (unfortunately links don't work here ...or I am too silly). So, "Safe" is some kind of sequel. All you need to know is: Snape is under the influence of that draught...
This is my first (published) drabble ever and English isn't my mother tongue so therefore please be lenient towards me. (Feel free to correct my wording etc.)
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Safe
Nothingness disintegrated. Black went grey. Tranquillity told him that the fights were over, yet the feeling of being doomed returned. But then his mind became aware of a warm, soft hand caressing his face, outlining his prominent features.
He needed to know.
Opening his eyes hurt, but pain told him he was still alive. The hand stilled. Moved away. He sighed inwardly. His blurred sight sharpened. He realised the man. His mouth inaudibly formed "Harry". That lugubrious face came closer and a hushed voice said: "Shh, you are safe now."
So are you.
And then he closed his eyes again...
A/N: Have I mentioned I love comments / reviews? ;o)