Ever since we met I only shoot up with your perfume,
It's the only thing that makes me feel as good as you do
It's the only thing that makes me feel as good as you do
Charles' first thought was that Macnair was insulting his magical ability, suggesting that whatever charm he was planning to use would be above his skillset, but then it dawned on him that while he was unconscious Macnair had had ample opportunity to disarm him. It would've been the sensible thing to do. Hold it! Charles yanked the bedsheets up so they were level with his face but he was too quick with the movement and cried out in surprise at the pain. Goddamn. The second time he lifted the sheets he did so more carefully. He usually stored kept his wand at his belt but it was quite clearly gone. He hadn't really expected to find it, he'd have felt it getting in the way and prodding him in the leg long before now if it'd been there. You've stolen my wand, you bastard, give it back!
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