The smell of blood combined with the taste of the potion Draco forced into him almost made Harry gag, and as soon as the glass left his lips Harry felt like coughing up his lungs. Every time he coughed, felt his heartbeat hammering away at his scull, and he closed his eyes with discomfort.<br/>As his breathing slowly calmed, so did his headache, and Harry inhaled deep and raspy. His nose felt clotted with his own blood, and for a moment he thought he might gag again. "I'm sorry I'm dying," he mumled coarsely as a response to Draco's muttering. It wasn't meant as as a genuine apology for not healing completely, but more as an attempt to distract himself.