Damn it

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Regulus' POV:

As soon as James told me about this morning's incident with Y/N, I ran to the hospital wing and checked every bed to find her. When I found her and saw that she was really breathing and well alive, I sighed, relieved. I sat on a chair next to her bed and tried to catch my breath.

Once I could breathe correctly, I whispered 'damn it' and took her hand.
Then I took the time to observe her for the first time in three weeks; she lost weight, became paler, her skin wasn't as warm as it was before: it became colder, and she had pronounced dark circles.

"-If only I could change everything from the past three weeks..."

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