In this dusk where lingering chill and warm sunlight clashed, in hidden, unknown spaces and corners, people were exploring, consumed by an insatiable thirst for knowledge.
A man and a woman stood in a rarely trodden corner outside Hogwarts Castle. The tips of the grass and stems of the flowers swayed, catching the wind and softening the perfume that clung to the woman. As the fragrance faded, her bright red lips made her pale face look even starker.
Zabini looked at the haggard-looking woman, his eyes filled with heartache and tenderness. He eagerly pulled a ready-made Peppered Breath Potion from his pocket and handed it to her, hoping to spare her at least a fraction of her physical suffering.
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