[𝕸𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖆]
(Aj) Unrelenting and deadly;
involving loss of divine grace
or spiritual death.
❝This is the story of becoming a hero the hard way.❞
The Prisoner Of Azkaban - The Deathly Hallows
Started - 30 December 2020
Finished - ??
Theo Not...
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"𝗦𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀."
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𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐈𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 room of requirements with the rest of the DA as they waited for Neville to cast his spell.
"Expelliarmus!" Neville called nervously with his wand pointed at the dummy at the front of the room, before it flew backwards towards the group, causing each person to duck to avoid being hit.
"I'm hopeless." Neville sighed.
"You're just flourishing your wand too much, try it like this." Harry instructed. "Expelliarmus!" He called, causing the wand to be hit out of the dummy's hand.
The rest of the first official DA lesson carried on about the same, people waiting their turn, saying a spell and Harry correcting.
Cassiopeia found the repetition quite boring as she, and only a few others, could easily disarm the dummy with the basic spells.
But she was grateful for what Harry was doing for the students, especially for the first and second years. She would've hated to be in his position, not only did people not trust him throughout the school but it seemed an extremely stressful job to do.
The lessons seemed to go similar every passing week. The group would meet in the room of requirements, avoiding Filch on their way, and learn spells from Harry.
Although after a few weeks the meetings seemed to be harder to sneak away to, with people getting suspicious, especially Cassiopeia and Theo's friends.
The pair said goodbye to the group and headed of their own way to the dungeons, as they were the only Slytherins who were in the group.
"So what i was thinking is we-" Theo spoke to Cassiopeia as they turned the corner before he got cut off.
"Where in Salazar's name have you two been?" The unmistakable voice of Draco asked the pair as he stood cross armed in front of them.
"What's it to you Draco?" Cassiopeia replied, trying to walk passed him but being blocked off by his arm.
