The darkness finally started relinquishing its tight hold on the earth and was slowly giving into the rising sun. This new, welcome light cast an eerie almost heavenly glow on the street which was once lost to the temptations of darkness and was slowly bring it back into the light. The trees which looked menacing last night now looked magical with their subtle glow. The wind had now subsided to a gentle breeze playing delicately with anything it encountered.
The rain poured steadily onto the two people in the alleyway. It left a light dew on everything it touched and reflected what little light there was around making the drops glisten a pale yellow.
Draco felt the rain hit his battered body. He felt the drops trickle and caress each part of his body and then with a gentle splash, hit the ground. It felt as though the rain was washing away his previous sins, he felt it wash away the congealing blood that was stuck to the outer parts of his body, as though he was being re-born. Was God giving him another chance? Was he letting him redeem himself and show what he could really do without the repression of his father? If so, he wasn't going to let him down. He wasn't going to let the darkness win.
Draco was knocked from his revere by a deep growl erupting from the throat of the person above him. He glanced up and locked eyes with them. Worry and concern flashed through their honey orbs. Just as quickly as it was seen it was gone and replaced with a look of determination.
This light of his wasn't going to let him die easily. Maybe they were also reluctant to give him to the dark. Maybe they believed he still had something to contribute to this earth.
The growing light gave him a better look of the person above him. Their honey brown eyes still had a look of determination in them. Their brows were knotted in concentration. A few freckles graced their wrinkled nose. Their deep chestnut hair was in soft ringlets framing their face, with odd drops of rain caressing it and then falling lightly on to Dracos face. These drop carried the faint scent of cinnamon, he inhaled it deeply and let the relaxing smell settle and fill his body.
He felt his body give a heart wrenching shudder. His muscles screamed as they were forced to do things they didn't want to. They tightened dangerously causing him to move uncontrollably. His mind was going fuzzy. He found the edge of his eyes start to dim. He knew now that no amount of light could save him from the inevitable. His past images came into his mind taunting him once more. It was flicking from image to image as though showing him a slide show of his life. His body gave two more violent spasms. He heard the person above him curse and their face came into full view. He blinked a few times trying to focus on their features, trying to hold back the cloudiness fogging his sight. He heard a feminine voice
"Malfoy, don't you dare give up"
He recognised that voice. His breathe started to come out in struggled gasps. His chest was heaving dangerously. While his lungs tried to suck in a much air as they could to help his failing body. His eyes started to roll to the back of his head. His back arched as his body struggled to stay alive. His mouth opened and closed like a goldfish as he tried to get more oxygen. His body hit the ground again with a thud that racked his bones. He heard a rib crack and crumble under the strain. He could feel his nails dig into the tarmac below him helplessly.
"Damn it Malfoy" she shouted.
Blood started to come out his mouth and travel down his chin; he made gurgling sounds which indicated he was being drowned by his own blood. He had bit his tongue. Another shock reverberated through his tired body, making him spit some of the unwanted blood out, and then he lay still, limbs splayed, with weak wheezing gasps that were barely audible. The blood travelled lovingly down his chin and dripped onto his struggling chest. He timidly peeled back his eyelids to stare straight into the eyes of the person above him. The growing light behind her gave her an unearth glow. Then it hit him, all this time he didn't realise who it was. He didn't know the face of the person he had been torturing for years.
"Granger" He choked out before his world went black.
