𝓥𝓮𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓲 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 was only a year old at the time of her parent's untimely death. Left with nothing but a house elf in a grief-tyrannized state from losing his master, she spent her infant and toddler years in the basement of 12 Grimmauld Place. Fathoming how she was alive was something short of impossible. Yet, by the grace of Merlin himself, one day the girl simply emerged from the basement with utmost poise and elegance.
Appalled with himself, Kreature had simply fallen at her feet and wailed apologies whilst simultaneously striking himself on the cranium with a frying dish. The now turned six year old, was confused and slightly disturbed by the peculiar looking organism's behavior and simply chose to ignore it and continue venturing around the house.
Venatici paused in front of an alcove, intuition leading her to open the curtain. The child had a mask of indifference when looking at a moving image of who she would soon come to know as her grandmother, Walburga Black. Walburga would have fainted if she were still alive, her practiced apathetic facial expression vanishing when she looked at her assumedly deceased grandchild.
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1991
The next five years changed drastically for Vanatici. She had begun learning all about the wizarding world—or rather what the books at Grimmauld Place had information about—she knew of witches, wizards, and muggles. Walburga recommended her many books, so she of course knew of pure-bloods, half-bloods, and the disgraceful Mudbloods and halfbreeds. Venatici even learned how to brew potions due to the large potions lab placed in the library.
However, with all the learning and listening she did, she had yet to utter a single word. This was until the first human she'd ever seen aside from herself came knocking at her door.
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⊣ So, I decided to touch on The Philosopher's Stone and The Chamber of Secrets very briefly in the next upcoming chapter(s), but feel free to skip if you want to or you can just skim it bc I will be taking about how Venatici's magic is not typical of an everyday witch, so stay tuned. How was this? Does it make sense? Was it shit? it feels shitty. Anywho...toodles.⊢
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