Irresistible - f.weasley

37: ☆ hes back ☆

My head was pounding and I could feel a static noise envelop me. Everything around me in the room seemed to stop and stand still.

I could hear people trying to call out my name and get me to respond to them, but all of that sounded like a faint noise in the background. The loudest thing I could hear was the thump of my own heart going against my chest. My alive beating heart.

I had failed. It was the only thought echoing in my brain.

Sirius was on the ground in front of me and he wasn't moving. Where I had hoped to see his twinkling eyes and mischievous grin I saw nothing. I tried to gasp and breathe for air but my body felt constricted. It's like it was forcing me to stare down at the body I wasn't able to save.

"Violet, Violet!" my dad was shaking me and trying to pry me from Sirius' body. I pulled and trashed my arms from his grasp not wanting to move, it didn't feel right getting up and leaving him.

"Violet!" another voice echoed louder and grabbed my face in theirs. I finally tore my gaze away from Sirius's body and was met with a soft pair of familiar brown eyes. Fred was in front of me trying to get me to verbally respond to him, and move me from Sirius.

I stared back at Fred with a blank expression and tears flowing from my eyes. I wasn't sobbing, I wasn't screaming, I was just in silent pain and not even he could heal that.

"VIOLET HE'S ALIVE!" Fred shouted which caused me to snap out of my state. The static buzzing in my ears and the emptiness feeling in my body disappeared, as I was smacked in the face by reality.

"What?" I croaked out and stared back at Sirius's body. Fred was right, I had been so distracted by the false mask of his closed eyes that I didn't notice he was actually alive. When I gazed upon his chest I saw the faint rising and falling of his steady breath, "how?" I coughed out and tried to get rid of the burning feeling in my throat.

"He's only unconscious," he explained still holding me, "you both took a nasty fall. I got here right when you pushed him to the side. We have to get you checked out," he said trying to help me stand.

"Ouch," I hissed, feeling the pressure on my ankle sting up my leg.

"I can carry you," Fred offered. I could see his priority was getting us to leave as soon as possible but my headache hadn't disappeared. I'm sure I had a concussion from our fall but this pain had been consistent throughout the entire night. In every instance of my Seer power, the headache would leave once there was no more potential danger as a threat. The fact that it was still there made me stand up on my own, wary.

"Is everyone else okay?" I questioned while looking around the room. I saw Ginny being carried by George and Ron with her leg dragging behind her. Hermione was standing alongside Neville and Luna, with cuts lining their face. Besides looking a little beaten up, they all looked undamaged.

"Yes they're all good, but I really think you need to see a doctor—"

"Where's Harry?" I asked suddenly, seeing he was the only one not in the room.

"I don't know he ran after Bellatrix I think—" he started but I didn't let him finish. I turned around and started running as fast as I could through the exit, and back into the main hall of the Ministry of Magic, "Violet!" he called after me trying to catch up, but I was faster and knew the turns I needed to take.

My leg was burning with an excruciating pain since I kept pushing my body weight on it to run. I needed to find Harry, and make sure he was okay. Only then would I agree to leave and be checked out by a healer.

I approached the fireplaces were the workers seemed to arrive in and out of work and was shocked to see a large orb of water floating through the air. My eyes widened in fear as I limped forward to watch this ball spin in place. Professor Dumbledore was standing in front of Harry, and lifting his wand to turn this body of water.