His eyelids flew open. Right away, the same woman as before leaned over him. Draco! Breathe, Draco, she coaxed him, pressing down gently on his chest.
Air entered his lungs, and he sighed. The sound slipped out of his throat accidentally, but the woman relaxed in her seat. Good boy, Draco. Keep doing that.
Draco leaned back, groaning at his muscles' reaction. G...g... he tried to say, but the words couldn't make their way past his dry, cracked lips.
The woman cast a shadow over him as she sprung up out of her chair. Draco! Speak to me! She placed a waiting, pleading hand on his sore arm.
Get him, Draco managed to say before his body was wracked with coughs. Get the...green boy.
Harry.
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Poisonous Dreams √
Fanfic(A Drarry Fanfiction) After the battle of Hogwarts, Draco is broken. No magical doctor or spell can heal him, because it's not his body that's broken. It's his heart. Draco doesn't know why. He doesn't understand these feelings. But he starts to onc...
