b l a c k o u t

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I came to the girl, whose supporting herself on the realing. I recognized her black hair that was tight up in a messy knot. Its her.
She coughed and gasped for air wildly.
Her whole body shivered.
She only wore a large jacket that reached to the middle of her thighs. Everthing was soaked up

I asked if everything is ok, but she didn't answer.

Then i realised she was just able to hold herself up on her petite legs. Without much hesitation, I walked up to her took of my coat, covering her with it and took her by the shoulders.
"Hey...hey is everything alright?"

She slowly lifted her head and looked into my face.
Drops of water ran down her face. Single strands stuck to her skin. Those crying huge eyes looked up at me foolishly, trying to see clarity.
It happened again. The world seemed to pause and all went silent.
I don't know how long she had been staring at me like that or if it was all in my imagination. But suddenly she breathed something I couldn't understand and then she tipped forward.
"Wowowowo..." I was surprised.
Ouickly, I caught her and wrapped my arms around her waist.

"Hey? Can you hear me?"
But she had lost consciousness. I watched her for a few more seconds.Her eyes were closed and her pulse was weak. But then a dark purple liquid left her nose and slowly ran down to her lips. Nosebleeding.
She needs help!

Without thinking twice, I took her. putting one arm around my neck. Then I passed under her legs and so I lifted her up.

Her head dropped onto my shoulder.
Hurry!
I went back into the building and looked around. If anyone finds out I'm taking her to me instead of the infirmary, I'll be in more trouble than I already am.
I'll take the risk.

So I sneaked to the astronomy tower.

As I stood in front of my room, I quickly pushed open the door and brought her inside. There I put her on the bed and locked the door.

I came back to her. There she lay. huddled. Shivering from the wet cold and fear.
One thing was clear to me. There's no way I can leave her like that. She had to get out of her wet clothes...
First I took care of her feet. I carefully untie the laces of her Converses and slip off her feet. I caught me smiling. Her feet were smaller than my hand. Almost like that of a child. I found myself rubbing my thumb across her knuckles.
What the hell are you doing Riddle?
I concentrated again...at least I tried. Shit what's wrong with me!?

It was a bit difficult to take off the jacket because it was so huge. I wondered if she even owned clothes her size because the jacket was certainly a guy's, let alone her uniform she wore this day. But I had to give her one thing: Yellow suited her better than I had tought, which was actually a stupid fact.
I finally managed to slip that tent of jacket off her torso.

When I looked back at her, I carelessly let the tent fall to the ground.

The only thing covering her was a pair of tight fabric shorts and a cropped shirt.
I looked at her. Oh and how I did that. But believe me, if you had been in my place, you would have acted the same way.

Her body was delicate but not scrawny. The build was muscular and yet had something sensual and lithe about it.

Her smooth toned skin was so pure and soft...like velvet. Not a single scratch or scar was visible.

If you looked at her, she resembled a little girl, but if you looked properly, you saw a woman. A young woman who has been through a lot. I knew that from the moment she stepped into the great hall.

True, she was different. And her difference scared most of them away. But not me.

Its more the contrary. I was attracted. Because she was so diffrent...

The way she managed to completely throw me off balance just by looking at me was simply...wow.
It might not have been the greatest feeling of completely forgetting who is what where and how. But for me...the blackout feeling was a way of escaping my reality and that's exactly why...she was here with me now.
No she is not a child and i think she proved at todays lunch that she knows who she is and what she can do.

She let me ask questions and that intrigued me.
For me she was not different. She was special in an extraordinary way.

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Now i was sitting on the bed next to her, watching her sleeping.

A few loose strands of hair blocked her small face from view. I gently brushed them aside. There i noticed all the little piercings on her elf ears. I let my eyes go over.
The skin was shiny and flawless. The nosebleeds had stopped and the blood had dried up. Now the atfirst purple Liquid seemed to be black. I remembered a part of a bookline i read some time ago. It was about unique creatures how where hunted in the past. Elves mostly.
Its so strange to have one of those creatures lying infront of you sleeping peacefully.Hearing her breathing. Watching every move she does being done so softly so easyly.

I couldn't help it. The back of my hand slowly stroked her cheeks and forehead. Feeling how soft is was and...hot. She glowed.
In my hand I held a shirt of mine. I cautiously lifted her head and pulled her upper body up, supporting it with my own.
I pulled the shirt over her head. Then I took her straight hair and stopped for a moment.

They were so soft, supple and almost reached the bottom of her back.
I stroked it behind her shoulder.

The shirt was more than too big for her, but that didn't surprise me.
I gently laid her back on the mattress.
I quickly got a damp cloth.
I slowly dabbed at her heated skin to bring down the fever a bit and wiped away the dried blood.

She had such a peaceful, even face. She didn't wore makeup. That also was a thing that made her diffrent.

Diffrent from most Slytherin girls who stood in front of the mirror for three hours in the morning to look hot. She didn't even have to try to-
I stared at her... again.
Realising, I wanted to pull away, but then her hand touched mine and clawed tightly. I stopped and looked down at her face again.

A tear crept down her cheek. She dreamed...no, she remembered, and nothing pleasant at that. Her hand wouldn't let go. Strangely it hurts me to see her like that.

I don't know what got into me but I just acted.
I gently slipped my arm under her neck and lay down next to her. She immediately leaned into me and pressed her head into my chest.
Her breath was shaky. She was crying. My fingers crawled into her thick black hair and meassuerd it. I stroke gently over her back. Then i took her and x-ed our fingers.
I touched her little fingers and squeezed them gentle. She wore alot of rings.

Shhh...don't cry. huh your pulse is so quick. I'm here. And i wont go...I'm here with you.

After a while her breathing became calmer and she calmed a little. I, too, relaxed and suddenly I was overcome by a feeling I hadn't felt for helping...an eternity. fatigue.
And before I knew it, my eyes closed...and I actually fell asleep.