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Snape stared at Marcella in disbelief for the the brief moment her hand was on his knee before she started coughing which led to her vomitting. He quickly got up and went to her side, cleaning the mess with a wave of his wand, and attempting to push her back into bed. "I think I need to get you something to help you sleep. Or a calming draft at the very least," he said.
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