Harry's POV
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My eyes slowly fluttered open, the bright light of the sun burning my eyelids. I tried to bring up my left hand to rub my face but it was stuck. Quickly I brought up my right hand and rubbed my eyes, trying to wake them so they could focus better. I looked at my surroundings. The smell of burnt wood and smoke filled the air, I tried to move so I could get out of here but I was trapped in a mess of beams and dry wall that once held up a house.
"HELLLPP!!!", I yelled as loudly as I could.
No noises came as a response, it was complete silence. I could feel the ash sprinkle on my face as I tried everything I could to get myself out of the rubble. I could hear the mumbled talk of the other guys as they communicated with each other. I tried reaching it knowing it was the only way I was going to be saved.
"Fuck", I muttered unable to help myself.
I could feel myself get sleepy, even though I willed myself to stay awake. The over exertion I had put on myself made my body tired. Slowly I blinked my eyes as
I tried to stay awake, until everything went black.
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Fireproof (Completed)
FanfictionWhat happens to Harry when he has to risk his life because it is a part of his job.
