You and the potions master had been having a secret relationship for a year now and you loved each other deeply. He had gotten sick, nausea, fever, you name it. But he hadn’t told you. It had started on Friday after his classes and now it’s Saturday night. He was feeling worse than ever. You were wandering the halls after curfew when you heard strange noises from the professors office so you decide to knock. Only to hear sighs before he opened the door. He is paler than usual, sweaty and he looks sick. His expression changed form stern to soft as he sees you…