Song of this chapter: Unfair by The neighborhood
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Draco was holding the torn page of the book with two fingers.
Standing in front of Harry with that paper was scarier than he thought.
Of course, Potter didn't react to Draco's presence.
Someone who was under the influence of love potion for several years of his life should have behaved like this. His soul had to be pulled out bit by bit with wrong kisses.
It was no different from a dementor.
"How many years, Potter? How many years have you been spelled?"
Few people knew that the love potion is not summed up in small pink bottles. The love potion is a real curse.
He lifted the paper with difficulty and held it in front of his face. Harry Potter, who this time٫ without hippogriff feathers, took refuge in his invisibility cloak.
"As soon as it is exposed, the love potion becomes rotten and turns red. The love potion turns into the blood of someone who is under the influence of the potion"
Because a life will be destroyed by a love potion.
It made a forced life, a fake life.
For someone who drinks a love potion, it is just like being murdered.
He now understood why he found Harry in that state.
Those red spots in the Potters' house were love potions.
The leaked potions that had turned into Potter's blood.
For a moment, the thought of Harry's magic breaking every little love potion bottle out of anger flashed before his eyes. Anyone else in Ginny's place would definitely be afraid. He would beyond any doubt run away.
Draco took uncertain steps forward.
"But why the Muffliato spell? How much did you scream out of pain that there was nothing left in you Harry?"
He lowered the paper.
"Of course, from the moment the first sip of love potion went down your throat..."
He didn't understand how he finished his sentence. Death? Destruction? The symphony of Harry's life was in decline.
His gaze focused on Potter. Draco's last sentence was a heavy flip to him. Draco wished that Harry, like Harry always was, could see it all at one glance. But a creature that didn't exist couldn't be expected to exist.
"Ginny didn't cheat on you Harry."
He paused for a moment to put the words together in his mind.
"The love potion was for you."
He shouldn't have said that...
He shouldn't have said that...
Harry couldn't stand it...
Does Harry even exist?
"All these years you were under the influence of love potion."
He wished he could read Harry's mind at that moment. Does that mean there might be a drop of Potter's spirit left?
He placed the torn page from the Love Potion book in front of Harry. Potter had to see the words with his own eyes.
"You knew." Harry's scratchy, foggy voice didn't evoke a question.
But Draco answered.
"I don't know."
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•|Blood potion|• HP
FanfictionA house whose door is half open is not a good sign at all. Especially if that house is the house of Harry James Potter, the famous Auror of the Ministry of Magic. Blood Potion tells the story about two years after Ginny and Harry's marriage, regardl...
