Okay. so Mentarisenja and Lark4560 have somewhat convinced me I should somehow continue with this story.
So i don't know if i'll continue going on. hm?
because this story just randomly pops into my head at any moment.
and i really hope it won't happen while im in class.
so.
thank you Lark4560 and mentarisenja. You inspired this one when i was reading your reviews.
So this is dedicated to you guys =)
PS. I'm from The USA. So the drivers side is on the left. lol. tell me if you think i should carry on. if not. oh well!enjoy!. =]
Blood. All he could see was blood.
His head hurt so much.
Sticky. His face was sticky.
With some liquid.
A red liquid.
His blood.
Oh that pain is getting worse.
He tried to clear his vision.
Where was he?
Then it hit him.
The car. The road. The cliff. Hermione.
Hermione.
Where was Hermione?
He looked around in panic.
More pain.
She was outside of the car.
How?
He moved his head to the right.
Moving his neck was increasing the pain in his head.
That's when he saw a gaping hole in the windshield.
She was thrown from the car.
He slowly turned his head back to Hermione
Oh Lord.
She wasn't moving.
He unbuckled his seat belt and tried to open to door.
Damn. It's jammed.
He had to make sure she was okay.
He pulled himself up through where the window should of been.
Glass from the broken window cutting into him as he slid over the door.
Hermione? He choked on the blood in his mouth.
Where was it coming from?
Forget it.
Hermione?
Nothing.
He tried to stand.
He quickly found more pain.
He looked down at his leg.
It was bent the other way.
Shit.
He closed his eyes and scrunched up his blood covered face.
He had to get to her.
He has to know if she's okay.
He mustered up the energy he could and began to drag himself towards her body.
It was excruciating.
The shards of glass in his abdomen were tearing out of his skin.
His leg was bumping over rocks.
Finally.
His had to blink to hold back tears welling in his ducts.
He managed to sit up with his legs out in front of him.
He turned her extremely cold body over.
Her faced was mutilated with shards of glass.
He choked back a sob.
Hermione? He whispered.
Silence.
Oh Lord. Please Hermione. Wake up.
Ear Piercing silence.
No. No.
He looked around frantically.
Something.
He needed his wand. Her wand. Something!
Where? Where!
His breathing became ragged.
His heart was pounding away like a construction worker using a jackhammer to pound concrete away.
Cell phone.
She had a muggle cell phone.
So did Harry.
But where?
Pockets.
He searched her pockets.
He pulled out a small White LG Rumor.
He stared at it.
Lord he doesn't know how to use it.
He pressed the center button
Press and hold back to unlock.
He quickly found the back button and held it firmly.
He knew to go to contacts.
Harry.
He clicked on his name and scrolled to the bar where it said 'call'
Answer. Please Answer.
Hello?
Harry. It's Draco. Please I need your help.
What's wrong. Where's 'Mione?
Something happened. I can't find my wand or hers. She's injured Harry. Horribly injured.
Heaving breathing.
Where?
I don't know.
He looked around
Somewhere in a valley. A cliff. Please you have to find us.
I'll be there as soon as I can. Keep her alive Draco. I swear if something happens to her you're dead.
Click...
More silence.
His eyes dropped back down to Hermione.
Pulse.
He needs to check her pulse.
He place two fingers on her wrist.
She was alive.
He let a breath he didn't know he was holding.
Thank you. thank you thank you. He whispered.
Oh that pain in his head.
Why won't it stop?
His vision faltered.
Blood.
Everywhere.
All over her.
All over him.
He was getting lightheaded.
No.
I have to stay awake.
He squeezed his eyes shut.
Then opened them wide.
Why is the ground spinning?
He shook his head.
His mind was just playing tricks on him.
Hermione lying still by his side.
He looked over her chilled body once more.
Please hurry Harry.
Black.
Cold, stiff, blackness.
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