An Unexpected Twist of Fate || Dramione

CHAPTER 51 - She Returns

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One minute he was holding Hermione tightly in his embrace and the next he found himself alone in the dark, quite night. The world around him was vacant. Hogwarts seemed far beyond reach, much like all signs of life. Draco was alone in a thick bushy forest, surrounded by flames of green fire dancing in the corners.

"What the hell..." Draco muttered as he began pacing through the low branches and large leaves. His eyes squinted as he tried his best to make out the outlines of his surroundings in a feeble attempt to find a way through the green maze.

He came to a still stand, his hands on his hips and his weight leaning slightly to his right as he let out a deep sigh of frustration. Why was it that whenever he felt the slightest slither of happiness and content, it was ripped away from him with merciless strength.

Suddenly, interrupting his sorrowful thoughts, a pain shot through Draco's body, bringing him to his knees. The next, stronger than the first, engulfed him completely.

Draco's body arched back and he let out an ear-splitting scream, laced with pure agony. From his head to his toes, an excruciating wave of pain coursed through his body. Again, and again, he screamed bloody murder into the silence of the night. The unbearable pain swept through him and swallowed him whole.

His lungs constricted, making the air thick and unable to breath. He gasped and gasped and gasped for air, but no oxygen would enter his lungs. The pain was like a knife – it sliced him open; mutilating him piece by piece.

Just as the sharp pain began to slowly abate, it came back at full force. His eyes were burning and his entire body convulsed. If it were even possible, his cried out again, louder than before. His skin boiled in the fiery pain, throbbing beats echoed in his head.

He felt like he was being roasted over a fire, turned again and again and again, until nothing but the charred remains of his skin were left behind. He wished for death. But the world showed no such mercy.

The pain spread to his mind, like nails piercing every part of it with no rest between. He clutched his head and screamed. Draco couldn't register anything but the insufferable pain that had overrun his mental and physical state.

Just when he was about to succumb to the darkness and pass out, the tormenting pain came to an abrupt stop. He took in a deep breath and let the oxygen caress his burning lungs. Sweat clung to his forehead and dripped from his platinum hair. He could feel his constricted muscle slowly start to loosen and the agonizing pain that overcame his body slowly – very, very slowly – start to fade.

He opened his eyes and raised his head a little. His surroundings were blurry and out of focus, he couldn't comprehend his whereabouts. His eyes dilated and slowly everything became clear once more – only this time it was magnificent.

The darkness around him now resembled a dim daylight. He could see further than he had ever seen before. In the distance, he could hear the crickets busy singing and the crushing of leaves as deer walked through the forest. Smells were stronger than ever. He could smell the lingering scent of fresh rain hanging in the air. It was spectacular.

Without warning, a feeling of anger burst through him. He clenched his fists and jaw. His eyes were blazing with irritation, rage and fury. Blood filled his mouth as he bit down onto his tongue, hard. His heart picked up pace and his body began to shiver.