But everyone wasn't trying to prove themselves to a man they thought dead and expecting Merlin to judge him for it.
Coming back, he stood over Harry, listening for the car. His hands were clenched at his side, terrified they could get back and he'd wake one day and Harry would be gone. For good.
"I'd beg you not to leave me if I thought it would work," he whispered, turning away as he rubbed the side of his hands at his eyes. Taking a breath, he waited until he heard the car, coming to Harry's side.
"Harry," He whispered, putting his hand over the hand holding the gun and not on his shoulder, just to buy himself time. "We... It's time to go."
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Date: 2016-05-30 04:21 am (UTC)Coming back, he stood over Harry, listening for the car. His hands were clenched at his side, terrified they could get back and he'd wake one day and Harry would be gone. For good.
"I'd beg you not to leave me if I thought it would work," he whispered, turning away as he rubbed the side of his hands at his eyes. Taking a breath, he waited until he heard the car, coming to Harry's side.
"Harry," He whispered, putting his hand over the hand holding the gun and not on his shoulder, just to buy himself time. "We... It's time to go."