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Oh Azura. Poison, Jaemin would not have minded. Poison would just kill him. If only the Ravenclaw knew the real reason behind his concern when it came to baked goods delivered by girls... the small Slytherin nodded lightly to her and took another bite of the cookie, a slight shudder going up his spine. There was a weird... tingling... sensation... he looked up at Airey, frowning as the man said something about plantains, not really hearing it nor caring when the man suddenly stopped speaking and bolted.
There was a vague moment of being split between horrifying half-recognition and the sudden onset of other feelings, and then it was gone. Everything was gone. His life, his love, his happiness. There was one thing that was everything good in this world, and she was not here with him. The small Slytherin's skin was practically buzzing with sudden, unquenchable need. He looked around hurriedly, at the bodies that filled the small space, and... realising almost immediately that she would not be there, and that there were others who would try to steal her away from him should they find her first...
The diminutive second year let his glazed eyes roll toward the door and, with a look of the most lovesick preteen in the world plastered across his face, headed toward it, moving fairly fast.
She had to be around somewhere. |