Pvt Milliard was killed in action in Farah, Afghanistan in 2013. I was the last medic to work on him before he was declared dead. He died of blood loss due to massive internal bleeding. When he first got to us, he was unresponsive, but somehow breathing. The surgeons immediately set to work on him, trying to stabilize him while myself and another medic worked on one of his buddies who had sustained minor injuries from a secondary blast. After the most difficult IV stick of my life, I went to help out with Pvt Milliard. Myself and a surgeon gave him a thoracotomy in order to do a cardiac massage to restore blood circulation by manually pumping his hard with our hands. He died with his heart literally in my hands. He was 18 years old. Every time I have a drink, I dedicate one to him. Rest easy, brother. I’ll see you in Valhalla someday.
Okay so you know the way Draco is written in some fics as being a lovable weirdo? Kind of an oddball? Kind of an odd egg? Can u pls do a reclist for this particular brand of Draco n I'll love u forever xxxxxxx