SONGBIRD

Sectumsempra

Rose's POV
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Another week had gone by quickly. Me and Draco had returned back to classes and so far it had been okay, he'd kept by my second every second of the day. I think he was still scared to let me out of his sight, not that he'd ever admit it. Katherine and Hermione had been spending more time with me, it felt just like old times. Whenever I wasn't sat with Draco I sat with them, much to Draco's despair. He would go to the room of requirement often and I had either been going to help him or meeting Katherine and Hermione in Hogsmead. I hasn't spoke to Harry or anyone else for that matter yet but I was taking baby steps honestly. My therapy sessions had been taken down from 2hrs a day in the week to only 1hr which showed me just how much progress I had made these past few weeks. I had been keeping up with my medication which made my mind feel much clearer, the nightmares rarely occurred anymore and I still have not seen Cedric. It's funny how much things have changed, Merlin I was so happy I was still here.

I had just finished my therapy session during my free period, my chest feeling lighter as I made my way to the great hall for some food. However, I stopped in my tracks when I felt my shoes drenched with water, as I looked down I saw the stream of water coming from the boys toilets. Slowly, I made my way to the bathroom curiosity getting the best of me. I rounded the corner and saw a shot of light beam from the toilets making an awful feeling form in my stomach as shouting and spells continued to ring out. My feet picked up their pace as I heard the words 'sectumsempra" come from a familiar voice, followed by a hard crash on the floor.

I raced into the room to be met with the sight of Draco laying on the floor, Harry above him. My knees buckled, sending me falling to me feet right besides Draco. Blood poured from Draco's chest, mixing in the pool of water, deep slashes sprawled across his chest. Panic overtook me body at the sound of him crying out in pain and the blood...there was so much blood...

"What did you do?" I screamed at Harry making him flinch, but his face expression remained numb like he wasn't really in the room.

"HARRY GET HELP" I screamed even louder this time as tears pooled in my eyes, making my vision blur. But he didn't answer no matter how loud I screamed, he just stood there.

I began to sob as I clung onto Draco's arm, watching him try and stay conscious.

"Rose..." He muttered, his hand reaching up to my face making him cry out in pain as he grasped hold of my cheek
"Don't move your going to be okay, your gonna to be okay" I stuttered.

With that I shouted and screamed as loud as humanly possible.

"SOMEONE HELP!".

"Draco keep your eyes open, stay with me".

Draco's blood stained my hands as I tried my best to remember any kind of spell that could help him, diving deep into my brain. But my mind went blank and my sobs grew louder and louder.

Suddenly, Snape burst through the doors taking in the scene before him. He crouched down to Draco and muttered some kind of spell, I could not jest anything over my rapid heart beat. Draco's hands stayed on my cheek as he flinched at the pain of his wounds stitching themselves back up. I looked down at the stream of water to see the blood travelling back into Draco's body, making his complexion look less lifeless and cold.

"Get him out!" I shouted to Snape, making Harry finally snap out of his daze and shoot me a fearful look.
"I will deal with you later Mr Potter...Leave" Snape snarled, and with that Harry rushed out.

Snape helped Draco slowly back to his feet, both of us carried Draco to the hospital wing with our arms wrapped around him as gently as possible. I saw Draco's eyes continue to drift in and out of consciousness making my feet stumble every now and then. Snape did most of the carrying as the sobs from my throat escaped from my throat, getting louder with every step. As soon as we reached the hospital wing Madam Pomfrey came racing over to help Snape place him into a hospital bed. I watched as Madam Pomfrey drew the curtains slightly back, placing an assortment of different potions onto his wounds. They were deep, blood still pouring despite the healing spell. I felt my feet stick to the ground as I watched Draco fully fall out of consciousness as Madam Pomfrey worked.