And another drabble!
Prompt: Escape
Word count: 676
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The Hunt
His feet were pounding on the frozen floor, the heavy rain hitting his face like knives, aggravating the tender skin the faster he ran. His breathing was too fast, too shallow, and his heart was pounding as if it was ready to jump out of his chest at any moment. A sharp pain cut into his side, and he gasped, wincing, yet forcing himself to continue to run, always run, faster and faster.
He didn't have his wand on him. He still cursed himself for his tardiness as it could allow them to destroy it. He didn't have anything to defend him with; nothing but his fists, courage and the slight glimmer of hope still hanging in there, too stubborn to leave.
They were all dead. He could still see their horrified eyes stare straight at him as they were being tortured again and again until their screams just stopped. It was as if nothing had happened to them, except for the emptiness in their eyes as they stared straight through him. Manic laughter, a broken scream and green light.
They were gone. They were all gone.
His foot caught on a root, making him stumble and nearly lose his momentum. No, he couldn't think about them, he needed to run! They weren't that far behind him, he could hear their laughter and their yells, could hear their hexes and curses hit trees and set bushes on fire.
He needed to make it to the Apparition point, and then he would be safe. He would be able to get help, to make sure that the rest didn't end up like his family had.
Tears ran down his cheeks and mixed with the wetness from the rain. His lungs were burning and his feet were getting slower. He could see the small meadow in between the trees. He needed to get to Andromeda. He needed her to leave that house and he needed her with him, by his side, never out of his sight!
He ducked as a bright red curse crashed into the tree trunk right next to him, bark exploded off of it and flew into his face. Warm droplets of blood started dripping down his already wet face, as he forced his legs to move faster.
They were insane! They were all insane! To think that his beautiful, loving Andy grew up with them and still had to live in her parents' house until marriage… He didn't care anymore about what she said, how they should be cautious, how they should take their time in telling her parents. He wouldn't tell them anything. He needed her out of that house and safely in his arms, and away from all that horror…
A hex hit him in the back, causing him to slip and hit the wet forest ground. His spine was burning, his lungs and legs were on fire. He cried out as he tried to move. He had to get up! He had to get up now and he had to get to Andromeda! He wasn't safe, she wasn't safe, the whole damn world wasn't safe!
A loud cackle right behind him caused adrenaline to shoot through every vein in his body, and he jumped up, ignoring his screaming body. Curses of various colours shot past him, cut into his legs and arms, but he kept running, faster and faster.
The meadow was a few metres away.
He could do it!
They were closing in. Loud pops and cracks told him that more and more Death Eaters were joining their hunt, probably being sick of torturing and killing innocent Muggles.
He couldn't breathe anymore, he couldn't run anymore, but he didn't need to. He had reached the Apparition point at the exact right moment.
Huffing, he slithered to a stop, his destination already taking form in his mind. Loud screams echoed off the trees surrounding the small patch of saving grass.
The last thing he saw before he Disapparated were a dozen streaks of bright green light shooting towards his chest.
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