The Hufflepuff son of Deatheaters and The Boy Who Lived? This should be interesting.
-tcddylupins 2021
4th year- rewriting
5th year- unfinished
6th year- not started
7th year- not started
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𝙽𝙾𝚅𝙴𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝟸𝟷𝚂𝚃 𝟷𝟿𝟿𝟺 / 𝙰𝙽 𝚄𝙽𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴𝙻𝚈 𝙵𝚁𝙸𝙴𝙽𝙳𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙿
CORVUS WAS BORED. It was Monday, 3 days before the first task and class just ended for the day with Care of Magical Creatures as the final class, and his friends went to talk to their other friends. Corvus has other friends, but they're all muggles so he can't really contact them too much, so, at the moment, he had no one to talk to. He wasn't sure if he could talk to others without hearing about the Harry Potter and Hermione Granger rumors. He swears, if he hears the words 'Harry Potter' and 'Hermione Granger' out of someone's mouth again he'd actually go insane.
On a good note, atleast he's done with Hagrid's Blast-Ended Skrewts. He shuddered as he remembered the cursed creatures. Sweet Salazar, he really hated them. All they are is annoying, painful, and small, but he could never tell Hagrid that, it'd break the poor guy's heart.
Creatures like those are the reason why he prefers house elves to most other creatures, though dragons seem cool as well. He wouldn't get one, never in a million years, but he thinks that they're badass.
