Suddenly it hit me. The unicorn blood. Unicorn blood can sustain life even for those who are inches from death. But it comes with a price, those who drink unicorn blood have slain something so pure that they are cursed to live a half life. Quirrell was supposed to be doing rounds that night I had my dream and he’s always so skittish like he has something to hide but if you didn’t look closely he would just seem pathetic and you wouldn’t notice.
This revelation compelled me to follow him as he made his way up to the forbidden third floor corridor. The one with the cute puppy.
He spun around in a flash.
“What are you doing out of your dormitory?” he shouted at me, his stutter forgotten.
I shot back at him, “What are you doing drinking unicorn blood?” He pulled out his wand and aimed it at me.
“Capture her!”
“SED DORMIAM!” Quirrell yelled in a hushed tone. I blinked, my body began to feel heavy and fell to the floor. “It’s a shame really, you are such a bright girl.” Darkness flooded my vision. “But you don’t know when to quit, do you?”
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the true story of Marissa Potter
FanfictionI'm Marissa Potter, Harry's twin sister. When Vol- He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named attacked our house when we were one year old we both were saved- and scarred. We both have green eyes, dark hair, same skin tone, same height, and the same scar. Basically i...
