philophobia-the fear of falling in love
or becoming emotionally connected
to someone...
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This is a story you've heard before, passed down through generations, about a young girl and a young boy who utterly despise each other.
Then, somehow, t...
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lxxxix||the attack in the castle
Waking up the next morning, Maria groans, her head pounding and she instantly rushes to the bathroom to throw up. She sighs and flushed the toilet, frowning slightly. She doesn't remember having that much to drink last night, not enough to make her throw up.
She looks in the mirror and is horrorstruck to see her eyes are red and bloodshot and her lips are pale and chapped, her skin looking almost blue.
Instantly, she thinks of going to Regulus, but part of her brain remembers that she had fought with him the night before. She groans, sitting with her back leaning against the wall. She shouldn't have yelled at him. She never should have done that.
She saw him get yanked down into the kiss, sure he stayed there for a little while but he shoved that bitch off. Maria can't think why she was so angry at him, honestly she doesn't even know why she had said all those things.
Stop acting like you love me the way you say you do
"Oh fuck." She grumbles, coughing slightly and she frowns but drags herself out of the room and grabs a hoodie, throwing it in along with some sweatpants, heading off towards the Slytherin common room.
She strolls through and walks up the boys dormitory stairs, knocking on the door softly.
"Reg. Regulus!" She says softly. "I know you're probably angry but—" the door swings half way open and she sees Stan appear in the doorway. "Stanley?"
"Maria! Hey!" Stanley steps out and closes the door behind him. "Uh—yeah, maybe don't go in there."
"Why?" Maria goes to walk past him but he moves and stand sun her way. "Jesus Stan—move!" She groans, pushing him against the door and turning the handle, swinging it open and she deflates at what she sees.
Regulus sleeping soundlessly with his back to a naked Rebecca Barnes.
"Maria, please wait." Stanley days before coughing and spluttering as he follows her down the stairs.
"It's fine Stan." Maria says, swallowing. "He. . .I basically broke up with him last night so he hasn't cheated."
"Oh shit—Maria. . ." Stan trails off as she hurried out of the common room. She wipes a tear that had dropped from her eye as she speed walks away before having to stop and lean on a bannister to catch her breath. She coughs again, this time into her hand and she gasps, feeling liquid in her hand and seeing that she had coughed up blood.
She instantly makes for the hospital wing, becoming rather dizzy and she frowns, noticing dozens of Slytherins and Hufflepuffs all in there, drinking some weird thick brown liquid.
"Potter?" Minerva frowns and she breathes out shakily, feeling blood in her mouth and Minerva sighs, seeing the crimson liquid on her lips. Maria trips slightly and Minerva instantly grabs her to steady her. "You're alright, dear, come along." She helps her to a bed with on other person sat on it quietly drinking the liquid.
