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Snape dried his hands and face before turning to Marcella. For the first time since he had entered the Hospital Wing, he actually looked at her. As he took in her injuries, one by one, he stalked over to her and grabbed her by the shoulders, the anger in his eyes, slightly replaced by concern. He steered her over to a chair and forced her to sit as he took up a damp cloth and attempted to clean her face.
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