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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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[sweariwontdie]

Armand is tempted, very tempted, by a glass, and is saved from his temptation by spying Draco all young and such.

"Draco?" he asks. "What happened to you?"

[dracoslytherin]

Draco narrows his eyes and looks up at Armand. "Do I know you?"

[sweariwontdie]

Armand ducks his chin. "I--We did, or we will. You're one of my best friends."

[dracoslytherin]

"Best friends?" He sounds skeptical, looking Armand up and down critically. "What's your name?"

[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.

[sonofpellinore]

Well, given the success he's had so far, it's probably appropriate that, on having a bit of wine, Sir Lamorak finds his vision dimming. Eventually, he cannot see at all.

He swears in a very un-knightlike vein. He's had better weeks.

[sirbeaumains]

"--i-is something wrong?"

[sonofpellinore]

He turns, eyes unfocused and directed just past Gareth's shoulder. "Who... Sir Gareth? Is that you?"

[sirbeaumains]

"Yes," he says, following Lamorak's gaze with confusion.

[prof_ssnape]

And Snape will just stare at the glasses for a moment, arching an eyebrow. "I think not."

[dracoslytherin]

Draco notices Snape and sends a pleased little smirk his way as if he's proud of himself and Snape had just given him a compliment.

[golden_line]

Luckily, Narcissa spots her son before the glasses, and heads straight to him. "Draco, what--" she stops when she gets a good look at him, rather confused.

[dracoslytherin]

"Hello, Mother," he glances once out to the room before turning his attention to her.

[golden_line]

She's looking at him oddly, yes. "What are you doing?"

[dracoslytherin]

"Me? Nothing...," he shifts his feet, not looking directly at her.