Forbidden Corridor - PG - Chapter 15: And I'll Pretend, I Don't Know Of Your Sin - » Author: Sydella Shields
Angelica opened her eyes in a series of short blinks. She was laying on a strange, soft bed. There was someone perched at the side of it. Though she couldn't make out who it was as the room and everything in it was still very blurry.
"A-are you awake, A-a-angelica?"
It was Quirrell's voice, which meant she was in Quirrell's private quarters, laying in Quirrell's bed. But why? She nodded in response and attempted to prop herself up on her elbows but was too week to do so.
"Y-you f-f-fell ill, b-b-but y-you have h-helped me in a w-w-way you cant really understand r-r-right now," he explained, shedding tears of frustration intertwined with relief. "I-I-I've done something unf-forgivable, b-b-but you m-m-might have s-saved me."
He broke out into a sweat and clutched his turban in pain. "A-a-at least for a-a little while," he added with a forced laugh and walked over to his wooden dresser where two cups of some strange-smelling liquid awaited him. He drank one.
Unsure of what a response to something like that might be, and what did he mean? But she did kind of enjoy the fact that she was laying in the bed of the man she loved. Was that why he wanted to see her alone so late that night, because he had romantic feelings for her? With all these thoughts dashing through her head, she hardly had noticed him sitting back down again, next to her.
"D-drink this, it'll h-h-help," he said, handing her the other cup, and she drank it up without question. It was wine, but she tasted an infusion of Tourengane. Although she wasn't that great at Herbology, she did recall Tourengane was used in love potions. But why would she need that? She didn't think it was possible to love him more.
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