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[dracoslytherin]

Around the mansion many drinking glasses can be found - all are full of a delicious smelling liquid which many will find impossible to resist. Once someone takes a sip they will begin losing at least one of their senses - sight, hearing, smell, taste or touch. (For those already missing a sense they may find they get that one back but lose another

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[cleverest_woman]

It has been too long since she lived there, so Marguerite isn't cautious about some things, at least not ones that smell so enticing. She greedily guzzles something sweet and the world goes quiet. She doesn't yet know that there is anything wrong.

Since it's so quiet and peaceful, she goes to a couch, meaning to take a nap.

[dracoslytherin]

He watches the woman and smirks a little more as he sees her drinking.

[cleverest_woman]

She doesn't notice him watching, and settles onto her chosen couch.

[dracoslytherin]

He moves a little closer, wondering what effect the potion had on her. He knew it was a little unstable.

[cleverest_woman]

Marguerite doesn't hear his movement, but she sees him now out of the corner of her eye. "Is something--" Then she breaks off, hand pressing to her lips since she isn't sure why she didn't hear the sound of her own voice.

[dracoslytherin]

"What? Wrong?" He finishes her sentence.

[cleverest_woman]

She shakes her head as if to clear it, then watches his lips with a puzzled frown. "What did you say?" she asks slowly, her fingers pressing against her throat as if she's confirming that there is something coming from her vocal chords. She shakes her head again.

[dracoslytherin]

He smirks more at seeing her confusion.

[cleverest_woman]

She waves her hands at him, perhaps a bit rudely though she's frustrated. Then she gets up and searches around for paper and pen.

[dracoslytherin]

He leans against a wall and looks at her.

[cleverest_woman]

"What a rude little boy!" she says and finds her way to the plothole which produces both pen and paper for her need.

[dracoslytherin]

He raises eyebrows, hearing her words even if she couldn't.

[cleverest_woman]

Armed now with her paper, she walks back over to him and offers him both. "What are you saying?" she asks, perhaps a bit too loudly.

[dracoslytherin]

He winces slightly then writes down in a neat, slightly curly script: What is your problem?

[cleverest_woman]

"I can't hear you," she says, more softly since she sees the wince. "A few minutes ago I could hear fine."

[dracoslytherin]

"Oh?" He says, before writing that down.