AN: In response to the "Stars" challenge on the grangersnape100 Livejournal community. Many thanks, as always, to Ariadne for always wanting more, and for chocolate-covered bacon.
She was drowning in a shuddering roar, fading down then surging back to screaming life. An upside-down battleground of red and green blurs swept by as someone carried her roughly clutched to his chest; the rushed words, “Take her, Severus. Please,” the last Hermione heard before slipping into black silence.
But the stars....
Through streaming tears, stars streaked by, and her horrified mind firmly announced to her that they were all on fire.
Everything was.
In a gentle amber rain, her head slipped to rest against rough wool, and she felt more than heard his voice.
“You will live...”
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