"It'll be over soon." Remus said. "It's just some chanting--the hard part is, er," Remus hesitated. He'd already gotten backlash--not that he'd had any control over the way the spell works. "You're going to have to eventually fight--kill--whatever--whatever it is you've been seeing. Here's the book. I marked the page."
He lifted the book out of the box and turned to the page.
Draco frowned at the things on the floor, and shifted some of them minutely. "I think it looks ok ... are we ready to do this?" He frowned up at Remus, trying not to let his nerves show on his face.
Remus didn't expect the spell to take effect so quickly--a few words in and he was feeling sick, the pre-transformation effects setting in. He continued for as long as he could, pushing himself to do a little more, until he absolutely couldn't take it and jerked backwards, clutching his head.
"All right, I suppose we might as well get this over with ..." He made a face.
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He lifted the book out of the box and turned to the page.
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"Really not looking forwards to that part, but if that's the only way to get it done ..." He took the book and started skimming the spell.
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He began arranging the candles and everything else on the floor.
"Does it look OK?" He asked, suddenly feeling nauseus. He immedietely grabbed his extra Wolfsbane Potion from the box and drank it quickly.
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