#this was 3x longer at first but i edited down to honor the spirit of microfic for my first one

[citrusses]

For the @drarrymicrofic prompt mirage, 53 words. Shout out to the whole micro discord for being wonderful.

“Again,” Draco grits out. 

“Aguamenti.” Harry’s mouth tastes like cracked sand. 

No wands. Nothing happens.

“It’s over, Draco.” 

The desert won’t give them water.

“Oh, no you don’t, Potter,” Draco snaps. He stands, wincing. “You’re not giving up. You can’t die.” 

Eyes closed, Draco raises his hands. 

Harry’s heart constricts. He smells rain.