The blood tasted sour in her mouth, but it didn't matter. He had to open his eyes, he couldn't be dead. She felt for his pulse, relief flooded through her veins as she felt it beating strong. His eyes slowly opened.
"You're alive," she breathed, still not quite believing how close she had come to losing him.
He smiled at her weakly as Percy, Harry, and Ron ran over to help move him out of harms way. She held his hand as tears of relief spilled down her face.
"Of course I'm alive, you still owe me my gift from after the wedding!"