'Tell Me Pretty Lies,' by moongirlel

Chapter 64: Oxygen

[MILK OF THE SIREN - Melanie Martinez]

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Repeated pressure pushed up and down against my chest.

"—hold her still—"

"Shut up, Potter! I am!"

"Gentlemen, please, stand back. All of you."

A shock travelled through my bones, and my body jerks forward. High pitched screams bounced from ear to ear. I couldn't tell if it was my own or not; spluttering up dirt and a large amount of salty water.

"She's awake. Somebody get my girlfriend a bloody towel!"

Blurs of platinum blond, and red and gold above me, had me reaching my hand upwards.

I felt someone tightly wrapping their hand around mine, rings grazing my shaking fingers. "I said someone get me a fucking towel!"

The back of my head hits something hard, my world was spinning. Unable to keep my eyes open, I let them fall closed. I couldn't tell if I was lying down flat on solid ground, or floating.

"—Minerva, I had no idea."

"This could of caused great damage to our school, Albus. And to the two Potter twins. I am upset with the lack of communication between the Ministry and the guardians looking after Jane currently—"

Shivering, my body was handled around gently. Warmth radiated from one spot, my chest. Light embrace of arms, and a hushed whisper beginning to ground me. Pushing away the sound of the argument surrounding me, I lean into the heat.

"My pretty girl." He murmurs, almost in a choked sob. "Breathe— Breathe, you're safe, Jane. Breathe, my Love. I've got you."

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I gradually awoke to the noises of distant beeping.

Opening my mouth, I inhale. My hand moves, grasping onto thin material of bedsheets beneath my skin.

"She's awake— Harry! Harry, your sister's waking up!" Hermione bellowed.

Footsteps vibrated through the room, I heard my brother, "Jane?"

However, I didn't want my brother. I didn't want Hermione, or Ron, or Neville; who all broke out into praise and worship of how well I'd done.

I wanted Draco.

"...Draco." I whispered, my voice hoarse, throat sore. "...where's my boyfriend?"

Hermione answered me, "Draco's with Professor Dumbledore and Professor Snape. He tried to fight him, Dumbledore, so... his father's here. They're in his office."

"It's all a bit of a mess." Ron chuckled, but then cleared his throat.

"It's okay, Jane." Neville said, "Professor Lupin's voicing our opinions to the Minister of Magic. You should get some rest, you passed out multiple times."

I felt the pitching around my left eyelid and eyebrow. Whimpering, my hand comes in contact with a square bandage. I couldn't open my eye.