He looked my way for a split second before he left.
I stared at the door for what felt like an eternity.
I felt oddly confused.
It was foggy in here.
"What."
I mumbled in question.
Fog yes.
I reached out to the mist that had presented itself in the room, my arm shaking.
"Am I dreaming?"
The fog nodded.
"So I'm not dying?"
The fog shrugged.
I licked my lips and flopped my head back onto the pillow, closing my eyes.
"Mmm." I muttered.
My heart was racing and I felt suspiciously tired, i let myself drift off to the sound of butterflies profusely flapping there wings.
I quickly let myself go before my mind could panic about the pain I was in.
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I think the sound of butterflies was my heart.
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Red Wine - White Linen | D.M
Fanfiction'She knew nothing in the world ever lasted, but he fooled her for a while.' Keaton had befriended Pansy Parkinson over the holidays and now they were returning to Hogwarts after the war. She is now to be introduced into a new friend group which incl...
