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Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
1,084
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2
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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Alcohol Poisoning
Chpater 3: Alcohol poisoning
Chpater 3: Alcohol poisoning.
\"Imperio…\" the voice echoed in her mind, sending waves of pure fear, making her shiver with horror. \"Now, kneel down on the floor…\" she couldn’t see anything besides his cold, like glass, eyes. \"Take this stupid thing off…\" no! I don’t want to take it off, her mind screamed and she shook her head. \"I said take it off!\" the command was clear but she resisted, tried to focus on something else, trying to block his voice. \"Very well, CRUCIO!\"
\"NO!\" Zoey woke up screaming.
She grabbed her head with her hands, gripping tightly, shaking. She allowed the tears to fall down her sweaty face. The sickening feeling returned, she could smell it everywhere, The smell of fear.
\"So much for my afternoon nap.\" She sighed, wiping her tears.
She got up and hurried to the shower. She stood under the water stream for an hour, scrubing every inch of her body, trying to get rid of that horrible smell, trying to fight
away her own fears.
Josh Sumer looked at the mirror infront of him and then outside at the moon. Words cannot describe his hatred towards that silver object. It was only full yesterday night and that night was hell just like all the others.
He returned his gaze to the mirror. He looked young to his age, his hair was still mostly brown and his body was still in shape despite the fact that he rarely worked out.
\"It\'s only because you are the thing you are.\" He wispered to the mirror. \"Un natural being.\" He wispered again, his voice full with self loathing. He wanted to destroy something, throw something…he wanted tro hex something…but he couldn’t do that anymore. He left that world a long time ago.
He sat on his bad, still looking at his reflaction, he had a wonderfull dream, About Zoey. They were dancing at the party, a slow dance. She wore a white dress that reached her ankles and and brown high heels sandals. It was the most sensual dance he ever experianced. \'You never experianced it you fool, it was a dream.\' His mind scolded him.
They were very close, he could smell her perfume and could almost taste the wine she drank earlier. They moved together in a perfect rhythm and she laughed when he kissed her neck softly, caressing her lower back.
\"It will never happen.\" He sighed. \"Damn it!\" he shouted and kicked his mirror. It shattered to pieces and he put his head in his hands. \"I\'m nothing but an animal.\" He moaned. \"Who will ever want me?\"
Professor Sumer walked inside the cafeteria. The large hall was decorated nicely for the party. The bar and a few tables were set on the right side next to the door. The dancing area was on the left, crowded with students.
\"Professor Sumer, it\'s good to see you!\"
He shook hands with some of his former students and his fellow professors and then he saw her, sitting alone by the bar.
She looked just like she did in his dream, white dress, high heels sandals, her beautiful hair spread around her shoulders. But there was something wrong with the way she sat there. She was staring at her wine glass, question in her eyes.
\"Zoey?\" he put his hand on her shoulder and she jumped at his touch.
\"Oh, Professor Sumer…\" she giggled. \"You look good!\" he wore black pants and tight navy blue shirt, above that he wore a black jaket.
\"Zoey? Did you drink?\"
\"Well of course I did!\" she exclaimed and threw her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.
\"Zoey…honey maybe you should go home.\" He said, trying to free himself from her grasp.
Zoey inhaled his scent and released him. Something was wrong, she only drank one glass of wine…she felt dizzy.
His strong arms held her.
\"Are you o.k?\"
\"I don’t feel so good.\" She mumbled, a wave of nausea hit her and she ran outside. Professor Sumer followed her.
She colapsed next to a few bushes and threw up, when she opened her eyes she saw blood , her blood. \'I have to get home\' she tried to get up but fell back to the ground.
\"Zoey, do you want me to take you home?\" Professor Sumer soft voice asked her.
\"Yeah…\" she tried to hide the blood.
\"Do you have anything else here other then your bag?\" he asked, rubbing her back gently and putting her bag next to her.
\"Yes, my coat…\" she wispere
\"
\"Wait here, I\'ll go get it.\"
She had to get home, there was something in her drink…she tried to remember who gave her the drink but couldn’t. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate. The pain in her head grew with each passing moment and she still felt sick. She disappeared with a small \'pop\' sound.
She appeared at her door step. She couldn’t apparate inside the house because of the defence wards. She opened the door and practicly crawled towards the fire. She grabbed floo powder and threw it into the fire.
\"Headqurters.\" She said.
A head appeared between the flames and his eyes widened at her sight on the floor.
\"Help…\" she mumbled before passing out.
Professor Sumer hurried outside with Zoey\'s coat but couldn’t find her anywhere.
He ran to his office, he asked her to fill her personal details in his schedule. When he picked the schedule he saw the empty lines. She never did.
\"Stupid girl…\" he sighed, holding her coat tightly and hoping she\'s allright.
\"Drink this.\"
Zoey grabbed the hot mug and drank the horrible liquid.
\"That\'s disgusting.\"
\"Yes…all good potions are.\"
Zoey looked at the man infront of her. His dark green eyes were filled with worry and his long black hair was messy, unusual for him.
\"Do you feel any better?\" he asked, sitting next to her.
\"It was scary, I felt the poison moving inside my body.\"
\"How much did you drink?\"
\"I drank one glass of wine.\" She sighed.
\"It was a strong poison…whoever gave it to you…\"
\"It might be a muggle drug or something.\"
\"Yes…and it could be a deadly magical poison, please be more carfull.\"
\"I don’t remember who gave it to me.\"
\"Well…stop taking presents from strangers, didn’t your mother teach you that?\"
She lau. \". \"Shut up.\"
\"How are you?\" he leaned closer to her and put his arm around her.
\"I\'m alright…everything seems o.k.\" she leaned her head against his shoulder.
\"And how is he?\" his voice was just above a wisper.
\"He is a good man.\" She answered. \"He is funny and smart…\"
\"And you have a huge crush on him.\" he grinned.
Zoey sighed. \"It doesn’t matter, I\'m on a mission now.\"
\"As your commander I would have to agree, but as your friend…I must say that you belong to each other.\" He smiled. \"You can heal each other.\"
\"I don’t need healing!\" she protested.
\"Go to sleep, Zoey. I\'ll stay here and wake you up in the morning.\"
She snuggled closer to him and he wraped a blanket around them. Soon he heared her breathing becomes even and she fell a sleep. He smiled to himself, he sent her on this mission knowing that the two will be able to help each other. They both deserved happiness.
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Chpater 3: Alcohol poisoning.
\"Imperio…\" the voice echoed in her mind, sending waves of pure fear, making her shiver with horror. \"Now, kneel down on the floor…\" she couldn’t see anything besides his cold, like glass, eyes. \"Take this stupid thing off…\" no! I don’t want to take it off, her mind screamed and she shook her head. \"I said take it off!\" the command was clear but she resisted, tried to focus on something else, trying to block his voice. \"Very well, CRUCIO!\"
\"NO!\" Zoey woke up screaming.
She grabbed her head with her hands, gripping tightly, shaking. She allowed the tears to fall down her sweaty face. The sickening feeling returned, she could smell it everywhere, The smell of fear.
\"So much for my afternoon nap.\" She sighed, wiping her tears.
She got up and hurried to the shower. She stood under the water stream for an hour, scrubing every inch of her body, trying to get rid of that horrible smell, trying to fight
away her own fears.
Josh Sumer looked at the mirror infront of him and then outside at the moon. Words cannot describe his hatred towards that silver object. It was only full yesterday night and that night was hell just like all the others.
He returned his gaze to the mirror. He looked young to his age, his hair was still mostly brown and his body was still in shape despite the fact that he rarely worked out.
\"It\'s only because you are the thing you are.\" He wispered to the mirror. \"Un natural being.\" He wispered again, his voice full with self loathing. He wanted to destroy something, throw something…he wanted tro hex something…but he couldn’t do that anymore. He left that world a long time ago.
He sat on his bad, still looking at his reflaction, he had a wonderfull dream, About Zoey. They were dancing at the party, a slow dance. She wore a white dress that reached her ankles and and brown high heels sandals. It was the most sensual dance he ever experianced. \'You never experianced it you fool, it was a dream.\' His mind scolded him.
They were very close, he could smell her perfume and could almost taste the wine she drank earlier. They moved together in a perfect rhythm and she laughed when he kissed her neck softly, caressing her lower back.
\"It will never happen.\" He sighed. \"Damn it!\" he shouted and kicked his mirror. It shattered to pieces and he put his head in his hands. \"I\'m nothing but an animal.\" He moaned. \"Who will ever want me?\"
Professor Sumer walked inside the cafeteria. The large hall was decorated nicely for the party. The bar and a few tables were set on the right side next to the door. The dancing area was on the left, crowded with students.
\"Professor Sumer, it\'s good to see you!\"
He shook hands with some of his former students and his fellow professors and then he saw her, sitting alone by the bar.
She looked just like she did in his dream, white dress, high heels sandals, her beautiful hair spread around her shoulders. But there was something wrong with the way she sat there. She was staring at her wine glass, question in her eyes.
\"Zoey?\" he put his hand on her shoulder and she jumped at his touch.
\"Oh, Professor Sumer…\" she giggled. \"You look good!\" he wore black pants and tight navy blue shirt, above that he wore a black jaket.
\"Zoey? Did you drink?\"
\"Well of course I did!\" she exclaimed and threw her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.
\"Zoey…honey maybe you should go home.\" He said, trying to free himself from her grasp.
Zoey inhaled his scent and released him. Something was wrong, she only drank one glass of wine…she felt dizzy.
His strong arms held her.
\"Are you o.k?\"
\"I don’t feel so good.\" She mumbled, a wave of nausea hit her and she ran outside. Professor Sumer followed her.
She colapsed next to a few bushes and threw up, when she opened her eyes she saw blood , her blood. \'I have to get home\' she tried to get up but fell back to the ground.
\"Zoey, do you want me to take you home?\" Professor Sumer soft voice asked her.
\"Yeah…\" she tried to hide the blood.
\"Do you have anything else here other then your bag?\" he asked, rubbing her back gently and putting her bag next to her.
\"Yes, my coat…\" she wispere
\"
\"Wait here, I\'ll go get it.\"
She had to get home, there was something in her drink…she tried to remember who gave her the drink but couldn’t. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate. The pain in her head grew with each passing moment and she still felt sick. She disappeared with a small \'pop\' sound.
She appeared at her door step. She couldn’t apparate inside the house because of the defence wards. She opened the door and practicly crawled towards the fire. She grabbed floo powder and threw it into the fire.
\"Headqurters.\" She said.
A head appeared between the flames and his eyes widened at her sight on the floor.
\"Help…\" she mumbled before passing out.
Professor Sumer hurried outside with Zoey\'s coat but couldn’t find her anywhere.
He ran to his office, he asked her to fill her personal details in his schedule. When he picked the schedule he saw the empty lines. She never did.
\"Stupid girl…\" he sighed, holding her coat tightly and hoping she\'s allright.
\"Drink this.\"
Zoey grabbed the hot mug and drank the horrible liquid.
\"That\'s disgusting.\"
\"Yes…all good potions are.\"
Zoey looked at the man infront of her. His dark green eyes were filled with worry and his long black hair was messy, unusual for him.
\"Do you feel any better?\" he asked, sitting next to her.
\"It was scary, I felt the poison moving inside my body.\"
\"How much did you drink?\"
\"I drank one glass of wine.\" She sighed.
\"It was a strong poison…whoever gave it to you…\"
\"It might be a muggle drug or something.\"
\"Yes…and it could be a deadly magical poison, please be more carfull.\"
\"I don’t remember who gave it to me.\"
\"Well…stop taking presents from strangers, didn’t your mother teach you that?\"
She lau. \". \"Shut up.\"
\"How are you?\" he leaned closer to her and put his arm around her.
\"I\'m alright…everything seems o.k.\" she leaned her head against his shoulder.
\"And how is he?\" his voice was just above a wisper.
\"He is a good man.\" She answered. \"He is funny and smart…\"
\"And you have a huge crush on him.\" he grinned.
Zoey sighed. \"It doesn’t matter, I\'m on a mission now.\"
\"As your commander I would have to agree, but as your friend…I must say that you belong to each other.\" He smiled. \"You can heal each other.\"
\"I don’t need healing!\" she protested.
\"Go to sleep, Zoey. I\'ll stay here and wake you up in the morning.\"
She snuggled closer to him and he wraped a blanket around them. Soon he heared her breathing becomes even and she fell a sleep. He smiled to himself, he sent her on this mission knowing that the two will be able to help each other. They both deserved happiness.
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