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Miss Evi3e <3 
Brad didn't even bother protecting himself from the spell Emily shot his way, with the way she was feeling it didn't d much but sting a little when it made contact with him. She however was in a much worse state...he knew he shouldn't have used that spell, there's a reason it's dark magic in the first place. He let his wand arm fall to his side as he watched Emily sway on the spot, trying to stay up right. She looked bad. Really bad.
Without a moments pause he rushed over and took his limp body in his arms, slowly moving her to the floor. He rested her head on his chest and he tried frantically to stop the bleeding both with his hands and with magic but nothing worked. The blood just kept pouring. "I'm sorry..." He kept saying over and over again before even he had to admit defeat...Her face was getting paler and paler.
Looking up he looked left and right from some that could help when an idea popped in his head. Of course she wouldn't have made the room without having some help at hand. Raising his wand he cried; "Accio Dittany" and watched as a small bottle began to zoom his way. He dropped his wand and grabbed the bottle to put over Emily's wounds still saying sorry. With a few drops he watched as her wounds began to heal, letting him breath again.
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Emily was aware that something was going on, she could feel movement... she could hear a muffled sound.. and something else. But what it was she had no idea. It wasn't until it felt as if she was falling, did she realise what had happened. Expecting to hit the hard, cool surface of the ground Emily braced herself. But it didn't come.. instead she felt, warmth, and something soft. No, it wasn't something. It was someone. It was Brad. He was holding her?
The pain was intense, her whole body ached and burned in pain. She felt like curling up into a ball and just laying there. But she needed to get up.
Slowly she opened her eyes. Batting her lashes so that she could see more clearly, her vision had gone a bit hazy.
She groaned a little as she felt something touch her skin... her wounds. It burned, but the pain didn't linger... instead it subsided. Emily blinked a little more, looking up she saw Brad looking down at her, dittany in hand...
"Th--thh-Thank y-you," she managed to choke out between gasps of air, her voice was a little raspy, but she would get over it. The embarassment however... well she wouldn't live that down any time soon.