crossoverfic | Low Heartbeat Killing Him; Harry Potter/Supernatural; Hermione/Dean, Remus; PG (Reply)

Title: Low Heartbeat Killing Him
Author:rosie1234
Fandom: Harry Potter/Supernatural
Pairings: Hermione/Dean, Remus
Table: Table General #2
Prompt: Heartbeat
Word Count: 379
Summary: Hermione looks like she's dead and Dean is heartbroken.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not Mine

“You have to be alive, you can’t be dead, Granger. I won’t allow it.”

My body was betraying me, making me watch as his tears started to fall (raining down upon me) as he pressed his head to my chest and did not hear a heartbeat.

(and I was becoming just another name on his casualty list)

“God, I’m so sorry, Hermione, it should have been me.”

The paralyzing venom was sinking deep into my blood, all he can see is my unblinking eyes and frozen smile (believing the worst), and can’t shake it off this time.

(trying to move my fingers to break this all with a simple spell)

It’s not my voice that breaks this hold on my bones, brings my heart back to life with deep and loud beats (music to his ears), and I can finally feel his hands wrapped around me.

When I finally got my voice back along with the rest of my limbs, prying Dean off me was quite a feat (I swear he would have stayed like that for days), and found my savior was Remus Lupin.

(proving once again that he still loves in me in every very inappropriate way)

“Thank you, old friend, you saved me a very expensive and deadly funeral service (or burning as the Winchesters tend to do quite a lot).”

My fingers and toes were still numb as I grabbed his hands and thanked him for saving day and making Dean not lose the last of his hope.

“Anything for you, Granger, and I seem to have put your friends at ease as well.”
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“I don’t know what I would have done without you, Granger.”

After Remus left us to pick ourselves back up, not before giving a good long glare at Dean (which only confused him), I had a hard time keeping Dean away from me.

(his arms were wrapped around me like if he let me go I’d break)

“Fall to pieces, I am after the all the brains of this operation.”

“And the lips, that only belong to me.”

This time when his lips touched mine I could feel everything, his cheeks still wet from the tears that had been just for me, and I wanted to keep it that way.