#the first thing i thought of for the prompt was draco thrashing about at swimming lessons...

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Inhale - @drarrymicrofic prompt (#2)

Draco was dying.

Farewell to Mother, he thought, sputtering for breath. Farewell to the manor grounds, to his childhood peacock Pipsy.

Potter wasn’t much better off, flopping down next to him on the hot cement like a wet trout.

Draco squinted an eye open.

Droplets glistened in the hair on Potter’s chest, sluicing down his…

Potter was looking at him.

“Cannonball!” Teddy’s shriek was followed by an arc of water splashing over them both.