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❛ who, if i screamed out, would hear me
among the hierarchies of angels .ᐣ
beauty is nothing but the onset of terror
we're still just able to bear
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scrunching her nose as she picks up a potion , feigning to analyze its content . swallowing a lump in her throat before speaking . " have you been drinking ? "
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she felt his presence , even before seeing him . you don't spend most of your childhood with someone and just completely forget how their presence feels when around you . lily fumbled on the potion she was holding for the third —
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he smelled of alcohol and acrid ointment, was dressed as though he had walked out in what he slept in, and all the while was frantically gathering a first aid kit from the shelves.
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time as she watch severus on the corner of her eye . even though he had called lily that awful word earlier this year , her concern became greater than the ache in her heart when she smelled the alcohol in him . —
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