'You look like you're going to be sick. '

Dazai shot an unamused glance in Draco 's general direction.

It was true 'his stomach was spinning with nausea and his head was stuffed full of cotton. It had only been a few weeks of practicing spells in their new Loyalty Club room, and Dazai had noticed a disturbing trend. Having to cast spells was one thing, but doing it while No Longer Human tried to fight against their magic room? Completely different set of circumstances.

He wasn 't quite back to square one, if the absence of flames coming from his wand was any indication. But the magic-induced weakness was as bad as ever. Dazai dropped his wand to his side.

'I 'm fine, ' he said, but didn 't make another attempt to cast

incendio.

He squinted at the desk when No Longer Human spiked again. 'This is what I normally look like. '

Blaise raised a brow. 'Like you 're about to fall over? '

'Uh, yes? '