Short Stories

Wither Husbands: Who Knew a Ravenclaw and a Slytherin Were a Good Match? pt2

Fwhip sat alone in one of the many compartments of the train. This usually happened, even though it was his third year going to Hogwarts. But, then again, it was kinda nice to sit alone. Unfortunately for Fwhip, this didn't last for long as he heard a small knock on the door. Fwhip looked over just as the door opened, "Sorry, but, uhm... There isn't really any room anywhere else... Do you mind if me and my friend sit in here with you?" Fwhip slightly raised an eyebrow.

The person was definitely taller than him. He had semi-dark, semi-curly, brown hair that went to the bottom of his neck, tanned skin with a small scar that went over his right eye, and semi-dark blue eyes. "Uhm..." Fwhip shifted a bit, waking the small creature that sat in the hood of the hoodie he was wearing. "Is it just you and one friend?" The person gave Fwhip a quick nod. Though still slightly hesitant, Fwhip agreed to let this mystery person and their friend sit with him.

As the two people sat down on the opposite side of where Fwhip had been sitting, Fwhip gently pulled the small creature out of his hood, setting it on his lap. The secondary person saw this and let out a scream, which was quickly covered up by the first person. Fwhip practically jumped out of his seat and he sent a glare towards the second person, whose mouth was still covered. "I am so sorry for that! Though, how the hell did you get a wyvern onto the train?" Fwhip turned his attention to the first person, "I've had Cozmo here since I was five... My father convinced the teachers at Hogwarts to let me bring him instead of an owl." The brunette slightly nodded his head, moving his hands off of the other's mouth. As soon as their mouth was uncovered they quickly got up and left.

"Whelp. There goes, my friend. Not your fault though, they get freaked out rather easily... OH! I totally forgot, my name's Mythical Sausage! You can call me Sausage for short. And what's your name?" Fwhip hesitated, "Uhm... Fwhip Tay." Sausage paused for a moment, "Wait... Fwhip Tay? Y-you're part of the Tay family!?" Fwhip slightly raised his eyebrow, "Yeah? Why is that a thing to be surprised about?"

Sausage blinked a few times, "Oh, I don't know! Maybe I'm surprised because your father was a Death Eater and your mother was responsible for ending and winning a literal war that happened almost thirty years ago!?" Fwhip stared at Sausage for a few seconds, completely dumbfounded, "I'm sorry... WHAT!?!"