I never expected to survive.
After the war was over, I returned to what I knew.
I had my potions and my research.
For a while such things ensnare your senses.
*
Potter came to visit me.
Strange as it seems, we became something almost like friends.
He worried about me. Always at my work, he said, always so alone.
But many other arts I studied,
when dreams chased me from my sleep.
[SIZE=4][FONT=Book Antiqua]And there are things
the daylight
does
not
know.
*
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"Master..."[/SIZE]
The secrets darkness keeps.
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