Finis coronat opus (Professor Riddle)

chapter 8

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from previous chapter:

"Liza, tell the professors that I won't be at class today," the girl just nodded, wanting to continue sleeping, and I breathed a sigh of relief. the stress went away from my body a bit. it didn't last long though...

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I stayed in bed for about an hour. After that, I got up with the intention of catching up on some subjects. suddenly an owl hit my window. I opened them, seeing what I feared the most. an envelope signed with the name "Riddle". 

 the owl flew away and I read the content in my mind. "Aurora, since I have not received any notification of your ill health, I expect your presence in my office this evening. If you don't show up, I will have to adopt less conciliatory parenting methods than before." 

I sat on the bed nervous. it was still relatively early, I only missed two classes. I decided that since my plan had failed anyway, I would go to the rest of the classes. I got ready and left the dormitory.

 Entering the divination room, I waved to Liza and sat down next to Draco, it was the only free seat, apart from Louis's desk. "where were you" he asked, hugging me briefly. "I overslept," I lied smoothly, smiling slightly. Right after class, Mattheo came up to us and he obviously wasn't in a good mood today.

 he pulled me tightly around the waist, placing a kiss on my lips so hard that I winced slightly before I kissed him back. "Fucking mutts in love," Malfoy said, rolling his eyes. After a while, the rest of our friends joined us and we went to the next lessons together.

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 it was time for dinner. I was sitting at the table between Matt and Liza. the boy nervously squeezed my thigh. "What's going on?" I finally whispered into his ear, feeling his long fingers dig into my skin so hard that I was almost sure there would be a bruise there.

 Since I started dating him seriously, none of my fears have come true. everyone at school knew that Berkshire had serious aggression problems. it's not that he doesn't try to control it, but he doesn't always succeed, as evidenced by his constantly injured knuckles. 

instead of hurting others, he hurts himself, which is just as bad a solution. "I have to do something, I'll meet you after school?" his head was in the crook of my neck, his breath touched my skin. a chill ran down my spine.

 "Mattheo, you know you can tell me if-" "Aurora doesn't," he cut himself off sharply. I sighed resignedly, "See you then," I said dryly, moving away from him. he looked at me with a clenched jaw. "drop that bratty attitude Janess" 

he hissed as he got up from the table. "just whatever Mattheo." He walked quickly towards the door, knocking one of the glasses onto the floor. it crashed with a bang. "uhhh first marital quarrel?" Nott said with a mouth full of some type of roasted meat. Liza leaned over, patting him on the head "shut up at little rat"

 no one said anything about the situation from a moment ago. we continued our conversation about the ball that will soon be held at Malfoy Manor and about the guest of honor, whose identity Draco does not want to tell us. you put the cup of currant juice to your lips and took a sip. it didn't take long before I felt a strange feeling in my stomach.

 "I have to go to the toilet, I'll see you in class" everyone nodded, I went to the toilets feeling worse and worse. the whole way I felt like someone was following you. Entering the abandoned bathroom, I leaned against the sinks, staring at my reflection in the broken mirror. 

my naturally pale skin was practically white at this point. I ran to the toilets, feeling like I was going to vomit. I heard the door open, 'damn, someone just came in here.' after a few seconds I started to regurgitate the contents of my stomach. the person who had just entered was now standing behind me whispering, pushing my hair away from my face 

"it's okay, I'm here" the voice echoed in my head but I couldn't place it to a specific person. when I couldn't vomit anymore, I felt dizzy and fell down. instead of on the cold floor, I landed in someone's arms. my blurred vision recognized him by his facial features. Louis. then I lost consciousness.

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 I woke up at night, which I concluded from the darkness outside the window of the hospital wing. there was only me and Louis in the room. he was sleeping in a chair next to my bed, holding my hand. I wanted to take my hand away, but he woke up. he looked around the room confused, and then his eyes landed on me. 

"I hope you have a good excuse, Miller," I hissed. he rose to sit next to me on the bed. "Rora, let me explain all this," he took my hand again. I didn't want to fight anymore. he leaned over me, brushing my hair behind my ear. "Rora, I'm so sorry,"

 I rolled my eyes. "sure" "I was under the influence of amortentia, all this time, you know I would never treat you like that, that girl was sickly jealous of you, she knew I would never love her like I loved you" "bullshit, I don't believe you Louis" I was really nervous now. 

At that moment, the boy took a vial with some potion out of his pocket and drank it in one gulp. veritaserum. he squeezed my hand tighter. "I swear on my life Rora, I was acting under the influence of amortentia" - he said the truth, I felt a tightness in my chest. 

I ran my fingers through his hair. "Oh Lou, I'm sorry I didn't try to find the reason for your behavior." "It's okay darling" he whispered. "since I found out that he was giving it to me, I have to pretend that I am still under its influence, but it won't last long". 

"You don't know how jealous I was when I saw you in Mattheo's arms," ​​a memory from dinner hit me, and then another. I missed my meeting with the professor. I decided that as soon as I leave here, I will explain my absence to him. 

"go to sleep, Rora, you're here because someone poisoned you" my body tensed at his words. Louis lay down next to me. "I'll stay here with you, don't worry, we'll talk tomorrow" he pulled me slightly towards him, and I fell asleep on his chest, tired.

TBC

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note from author:

hii!!!

There are two weeks left until my Christmas break and I promise I will be more active!!!!

Also when I write these chapters, I just take a look at the whole thing, I realize that some things may lack coherence or be simply poorly written. When the book is fully written, I will correct all errors and omissions!!!

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