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…Snape's POV…

As soon as we hit solid ground again, I retched.

As soon as I finished, I wiped my mouth with the remainder of my sleeve, hoping no one had noticed me in this degrading state.

When I looked up, I saw everyone staring at me, except for Luna, who seemed to be thanking the house-elf, Dobby I think his name was, who was also staring at me. Two others had joined the crowd, who had also seen me, with both their wands pointed at my heart.

I started growling, trying to intimidate them enough to convince them to stop watching.

Unfortunately, the growl seemed to draw the last few drops up my throat, and I turned around to empty out the last drops of vomit.

—+++++—

When I turned around, yet again, I saw that Mr Ollivander was lying down in the sand, his rising and falling chest the only sign of life in his frail body.

I started to get up, but a flash of pain suddenly raced up my body.

I barely suppressed a scream and fell back into the sand, my eyes shut tightly.

"Professor?"

That was the last thing I heard before another, stronger flame of pain shot up through my limbs and I passed out.

Hi guys, sorry for taking so long to update! I've been caught up with other stuff and my USB that I use to store my stories on decided to wipe itself(I think I accidentally put too many MB on it. Whoops!)

Hope this chapter was worth waiting for, and, as always, constructive criticism is welcome.