Alistair glanced at the clock; it was already two in the morning. He looked over at Snape, who was stirring the mixture intently without raising his head. "I'm not tired," Alistair said. "I can help you prep so you'll have an easier time brewing."
Snape stopped what he was doing and lowered the heat. The liquid in the cauldron was bubbling lazily.
"I don't need your help anymore. It just needs to simmer on low heat for two hours," Snape said, looking up at Alistair. "Go get some rest if you're tired. I don't want my potion ruined just because someone is falling asleep on their feet."
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