Originally Posted by DeathEater24601

Diabolica met his golden eyes, waiting for a response, and became alarmed to find that they were no longer cat-like eyes, but the human eyes of the one she loved. She looked down at his hands, hoping they would have merely returned to normal, but her heart sank terribly low. She began to tremble slightly, the truth of what she had done truly sinking in, and she suddenly felt very cold--the sort of bone-chilling cold and feelings of despair one might find when facing a dementor. "I...I...oh, Apedemak. I'm so sorry." she managed to say after a moment, though it came out as more of a whimper. "I... I didn't know it would be like that... my mind didn't... it didn't seem like..." Stuttering, she could not tear her eyes away from the bloody, mangled mess she had made, utterly horrified. Would this prevent him from doing wandwork? Or gardening and herbology? Her heart sank even lower at the thought, her one foolish act causing him to never be able to accomplish his most loved hobbies. "Your constant companion was right, I realize. Cruel and heartless. That's what it called me. And now you realize it, just like it wished would happen." Her tone was soft and disbelieving at what she had done, trembling with guilt. Wasn't there a way to heal him? There had to be... One thing she knew; until that cure was found, there would be no studying done tonight. Diabolica looked up and met his golden gaze, still trembling, and tried to explain what had happened and her apology silently, as she seemed to have lost the ability to speak in horror and grief.