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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝐑𝐎𝐐𝐔𝐄 '𝐑𝐎' 𝐅𝐀𝐖𝐋𝐄𝐘
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⠀⠀ ⠀ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙʏ nym.xn--6ii/
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His expression kept serious, but his fingers flex slightly. One sip of that potion and there would be a thousand tiny bits of Barty Crouch Jr strewn across the potions lab that he would /unfortunately/ have to clean up.
“Not unless you want a boil or two. Plan on slipping
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Bringing up the. . . /extracurricular/ activities would be a sure fire way to dampen the moment, and more than likely Roque would lock back up, pushing it behind his slowly but steadily crumbling wall.
His eyes rolled slowly as if to prove a playful point.
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Thank gods for steady hands as he looks over his shoulder at Barty while he starts filling his vials.
“Pumpkin juice.”
nym.xn--6ii/
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Standing over the boiling cauldron, finally removing it from heat and wiping the sweat from his brow.
This batch had been going for a few days now and it’s finally time to start bottling.
Roque enjoyed this side of Lys, it was fun and playful, though he found most of their time together was. And he found he /enjoyed/ it. Especially considering it was a beautiful distraction to whatever he had brewing in the potions classroom after hours.
However, when he sat
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down in Ro’s lap. . . It took every ounce of self control he had to not groan and keep his face impassive and neutral.
But gods fucking dammit did he walk right into this.
“So now you’re giving lessons on control?” A single brow raises while his hands continued to
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