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Draco clutched Severus to his shoulders as he felt himself whizzing for a second before he appeared in muggle suburb the next second. His head reeled slightly from the effort of holding Severus and from having apparated.

The moment his feet landed on firm ground, Draco lay his dad carefully on the ground beside him before collapsing into a tired form beside him. His shoulders ached where he had Severus hoisted awhile ago and every inch of muscle in his leg was screaming in anguish as he stretched them out. His whole body seared from the many minor cuts that decorated his body.

"For Christ's sake!" he murmured as he untangled himself from the mess that was his cloak and cast it aside.

Even as he spoke, his tongue felt parched and his mouth dry and hot. He mused bitterly whether he even had saliva to dampen his mouth. Stretching wearily against his tensed muscles, Draco pulled out his wand from his back pocket where he had shoved it in awhile ago while apparating and mumbled a spell that caused a jet of icy water to spurt from the end of his wand. He pointed this at his mouth and immediately choked on the water as it rushed in gallons into his mouth. Coughing and spluttering, he directed the water onto his tired face to energize himself.

The cool water did revitalize him and Draco ran a hand through his wet hair slowly before turning on his side to check on Severus. He had known from the time Severus had hit the ground that he had probably fainted due to the effect and his suspicions were confirmed as he turned the shaggy head of an unconscious Severus to face him. Wincing, he took in the sight of a cut lip and a deep gash on Severus' cheek. There was a small trail of dark incarnadine liquid from the depths of his head, making its way down the side of his head. Draco looked around for something to stem the flow with. There was nothing. All that he had packed into his bag had fallen out during the escapade.

Seizing the cloak he had thrown off, Draco tore of a piece of it. Tracing the origin of the blood, he pressed the cloak down hard on it till the bleeding ceased, then tied the cloth around Severus' head. He eyed his father to check if there was anything else. There were a few scratches here and there and Severus' leg was twisted in an odd angle, but he didn't know how to fix them.

Muttering the incantation for water, he directed his wand at Severus' face who slowly opened his eyes. Grimacing, he tried to get up. He caught sight of Draco and relieve flooded his face. "Glad you're not dead, son." He said grimly as Draco hooked his hands under his arms to help him hoist himself up against the wall in a sitting position.

Draco smirked despite himself.

Grimacing again, Severus groaned, "Merlin, couldn't you have done something about the leg as well? And relieved me off the pain?"

"Just be glad I didn't feed you to the werewolf! I'm not a medi-witch! I don't know healing curses for heaven's sake!" Draco exclaimed.

Severus shook his head slowly before allowing his eyes to trail over his surroundings. "Where on earth are we?" he asked.

For the first time since they had arrived, Draco turned to look around his surroundings. It was a rundown alley. He knew it was somewhere near Grimmauld Place as he had passed it several times before. It was the time of night where there would be no one prowling the streets other than cats and other stray animals. The moon was shining brightly overhead and it cast just about the only light where they were.

"Did you apparate?" Severus asked slowly as if asking after thinking long.

Draco turned to face his dad. His obsidian eyes were boring into his gray ones and Draco knew he was using leglimency on him. Not bothering to hide anything, Draco said, "There wasn't any other way!"

Unable to move much, yet enraged, Severus' voice came out in a choked, hoarse whisper, "What were you thinking off?"

"I said there was no other way! I wasn't going to let you die!" Draco hissed back, equally angered.

There was a silence where Severus sat back against the wall. Draco noticed his dad's breathing was coming out ragged in uneven puffs of air. "I'm not ready to lose you so soon!" he told Severus quietly.

Severus turned to Draco and grasped his chin. "Don't be stupid, Draco! I'd rather die than let both of us die because I'm not living if you die! DO you get that? If anything else like this happens, you have to run! You have to flee! No, listen survival is all that you should think about." Severus said as he saw Draco making a move as if wanting to rebut.

Draco nodded and Severus slumped back against the wall, heaving a sigh of relief. "But not until I do everything within my power to help you."

Severus turned to face his son, but Draco was looking into the distance. "We need to shift place before they find us…" he said decisively to his son, despite knowing his present condition was going to render him incapable of doing so.

However, before Draco could answer, a clear voice replied with a hardly suppressed laughter, "Of that wouldn't be needed, Severus! That is hardly necessary!"

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