Sulking Marcus went through the rows of Potions books, looking for that one specific in which he had found the potion in the first place. After a few attempts he finally got the right one and flipped though the book for the right page.

'Ambrosia

Evokes desires in the consumer …'

"Yeah, I know but downsides?"

Marcus hissed at the book

'2-4 drops in a glass of water…'

"2-4 drops… I thought that was a fly-mark. 2 to 4 … not 24!"

Marcus continued to read

'This measurement should not be taken lightly as too much consumption of Ambrosia will make the consumer unable of having a physical bond with another person than the one first shared with'

"But I didn't have any…"

"Did you kiss her"

Marcus almost fell of the chair as he spun around, locking eyes with his Head of House.

"Er… why yes, yes of course…"

"Then you shared the potion, from her lips onto yours"

Marcus turned to the book, finding the last paragraph

" 'unable to having a physical bond' … "

He looked back at the Potions Master

"That means that she will never be truly connected to anyone but you, physically that is…"

Marcus frowned, looked at the sentence again and as the revelation shone on his face Severus Snape bend down, padding his shoulder.

"Congratulations m'boy, you have truly destroyed any chance that girl had of ever being happily married"

Feeling a sting of guilty conscience , Marcus chewed his lip while looking at the book again, there was nothing about antidotes on the page but why did he bother? Why was this girl getting to him? He had been walking through life wearing big boots, not caring about who he trampled in the process, she was a mere pawn in his game.

"Come to my office tonight at 8"

Marcus nodded as the Potions Master turned, leaving him to sit and ponder about what he had done and more importantly; why it was getting to him.

Amanda sat under a tree by the lake, throwing small stones into the water while watching the ripples emerge and die. Sighing she closed her eyes, leaning her head back against the trunk of the tree. If the Head of Slytherin knew and Marcus of course, then who else did? Who had he told? Hearing her name being called she turned and saw a red head running her way and she felt a sting of longing – Susan – someone to talk to, someone who would understand and not judge her. As the person came closer her heart fell, alas, it was Ginny Weasley.

"Oliver is looking for you"

Amanda scoffed and turned away, getting up she brushed imaginary dirt of her robe while avoiding the girl's curious gaze.

"Let him keep looking, I have nothing to say to him!"

"Come on, don't let me go back and tell him that"

"Just tell him you couldn't find me"

Ginny Weasley looked the girl over, clearly showing her disapproval.

"I'm not an owl just so you know!"

Amanda glared at her before rolling her eyes and turning to leave, she knew Ginny was no one to mess with but right now she really didn't care, a hex might even cheer her up and take her mind of the current trouble. Though, nothing hit her as she made her way back to the castle, deciding to avoid the Great Hall she entered one of the entrances on the east side of the castle before heading for her Common Room.

Sitting by a roaring fire, elbows on his knees and a glass of Firewiskey between his hands Marcus took a sip before leaning back into the large Chesterfield chair. The professor sat across from him, eyeing his every move. Catching his eyes Marcus growled.

"I don't know what to do about it!"

"I know"

The professor answered calmly and then continued

"I have read up on it and to be honest, have found nothing about it. It might be a good thing to be honest, we could see how she reacts, see what happens"

"You mean study her?"

"Of sorts"

Marcus shook his head before taking another sip of the amber colored liquid in his glass.

"Isn't it against wizardring law to preform tests on the students?"

"To be honest, I did not give nor even provide the potion, it has already happened and the information could be useful for the future and a search for a possible anti-dote"

Marcus growled before throwing back the rest of the alcohol,

"Yeah you have your continence clear"

Resting his head in his hands for a few minutes he looked back up at the Potions Master.

"So what do you suggest we do?"

The older man smirked at him before reaching for a book on the table next to him.

Amanda sat on her bed as Susan entered the room, tear streaked she threw herself in the golden haired girls arms.

"Nan is dead"

Amanda felt her heart break for her friend, she knew what it was to loose a loved one and especially a beloved grandparent. Patting her head Amanda sighed.

"But why didn't you stay home for the week then? I mean, the funeral and all?"

Susan hiccupped and sat up, running the hem of her sleeves over her cheeks and eyes in attempt to remove the tears though it was in vain, the tears kept falling.

"Because you needed me"

Pulling a pained smile Amanda hugged the girl again, tightly. Only a true friend would do that.