C h a p t e r 3
[The Elixir by TokiDoki
Harry had learnt after listening to Lolita talk for nearly an hour even more about the Elixir. It was possible, she had said, that perhaps if taken in very small doses as an inject able source that it would perhaps be a little safer, but eventually deadly. It came in tiny crystalline vials, and most of those who took it drank it down all at once because they had no access to syringes. They would begin to notice that they began to feel more emotions, probably confused, probably joy and perhaps even love which was the most desired effect. Human love was the most complicated of all feelings. It was the one they had all sought to have.
Soon they would start noticing more human features- ogres would become more comely and small, house elves would grow and their ears would become rounded. Merpeople would form legs. But after a few doses of the stuff, they would not feel the full effect of the transformation because they would be dead before it took place.
Lolita had actually been summoned by the Ministry to inform the Aurors of their job as more and more bodies were turning up, and even muggles had found a few and reported it to the authorities who were absolutely baffled.
When she had finished and all was said and done, she stood up, shook hands and wished them luck. ( "I will help, naturally, for they are my people." She added.) Moody asked of Harry to leave the room for a minute, which he obliged.
He lingered outside of the office, against the closed mahogany door. He could hear muffled noises. "Harry?" a woman voice inquired. It was Tonks. Today she had bright blonde hair, a tame look she had adopted after the birth of her twin daughters a few years ago. She smiled confusedly. "What's going on? Why are you chilling outside of Moody's office?" She asked.
"Oh, I have no idea. He's talking with a Lolita." He said slowly, wondering if Tonks knew of the girl. Tonks scowled and said, "I think I know who you're talking about. A red-head, right? Weird-looking?" Harry nodded. She made a noise of obvious disgust. "I've only seen 'er in pictures and heard stories."
"We've got a job, by the way. I assume you'll be working on the case with us," He said. "Something with Folk...they're all killing themselves off with some weird formula or something. Making themselves human?" He wondered whether Tonks had ever heard of the Elixir.
"Really? That's not good." Tonks stared at the floor in heavy thought for a moment. Suddenly, the door opened and Harry stumbled a bit, Tonks having to grab him and steady him.
Lolita emerged from the darkened room, re-applying red lipstick to her tiny mouth. "I will see you all tomorrow then," Her eerie voice declared, faltering a bit. She nodded towards Tonks and left, gliding away on black leather shoes. A few moments after she was out of sight, Moody emerged as well, and appeared to be wiping faded red lipstick off of his mouth.
Tonks and Harry looked at once another. Harry felt as if he were going to be ill at the mere thought.
"Moody," Tonks grinned. "Zip up your pants."
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Don't you want to throwup for like, a thousand years now? After reading about what just happened? Read on to Chapter 4! I don't have a reason. Just do it.