On Saturday evening, Alistair noticed that Severus had not come down for dinner, figuring that Severus must be busy brewing potions for him and had no time to eat.
After dinner, he carried a plate of food and hurried to the Potions Office, knocking on the door.
After a moment, Severus opened the door. There was a trace of weariness between his brows, and his mid-length black hair looked slightly greasy.
Alistair stepped quickly into the office, placed the other man's dinner on the low table in front of the sofa, and asked with concern, "Severus, are you alright?"
Severus picked up a potion vial from the potion workbench and handed it to it to him. "Drink it."
Alistair took the potion vial and downed it in one gulp. Instantly, he felt a wave of warmth surge up from his heels all the way to the top of his head, where a wisp of white vapor puffed out before quickly dissipating.
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