Last RequestHarry had been taken to the hospital wing. He was in deep shock, but the boy would be all right.Last Request by ShakespeareFreak
But someone else wouldn’t.
Albus Dumbledore turned to the man who lay on the floor. He was clearly in considerable agony, apparently too great even to speak: he made only small whimpering noises, mingled with his gasps for air…too shallow, too quick. His eyes were wide and frightened, but burnt with rage too. His skin was nearly unrecognizable as skin—it was covered in what looked like fourth-degree burns.
Madame Pomfrey was in a state of some distress. She didn’t ask any questions, at least, not yet—she had gone straight to Harry’s aide, and was now attempting to do the same for Quirrell, muttering spells and carefully doing her best to apply a powerful salve to his burns—unaware of what had caused them, of course.
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