"What's your favorite color?"
"Hm... I wouldn't really be able to decide. I like almost every color, except for that one shade of yellow that I turned that girl's hair last year..." Reminiscing about the look on the girl's face brought an impish smi...
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Bleak. That was the best way to describe the room Cory had been forced to stay in until the impending arrival of his relative. His relative he had never met.
Corbin Lyall Lupin was having a dreadfully wonderful year; better yet, an abysmally magnificent few years that he spent in school. He loved struggling with his schoolwork alone and having the student population part like the red sea when he walked down the halls. He thrived off having no friends, teachers piling not only extra work on him but unwarranted detentions, and his deteriorating home life added to his marvelous life experiences faced in school when his mother began to fall ill. She refused to go across the pond to St. Mungo's as it would bring back 'too many painful memories', which she never elaborated on, and just settled for home doctors and nurses. They had been unable to diagnose her and advised her to visit a real hospital, but she wouldn't listen...
Back to the topic of school, as far as Cory was concerned, his teachers and fellow classmates had it out for him the moment he set foot into the school and was placed in the house of Pukwudgie when its statue raised its arrow signifying his imminent damnation for his remaining time at the mystical establishment. Don't get him wrong, Cory believes Ilvermorny is a very amazing school, albeit better when he was left alone, but he could never understand why the population despised him so. Maybe it was because of his lack of interest in holding a full conversation without taking a glance at one of his many books. Maybe it was because of his tendency to cause disasters with his distracted nature which only led to the loss of not only his classmates dignity, but his professors limited supplies that only seemed to dwindle in his presence.
Due to their blatant disliking toward him, he decided that teaching himself was the best option over attempting to gain the favor of his teachers or talk it out with the ravenous students and was able to learn more by himself in one day than he had in one month in his classes. In his third year, he was able to even teach himself some non-verbal magic, and in his fourth year, he used his first amount of wandless magic, which he never thought would work; however, it had been in the middle of one of his classes because he didn't think it would actually work and acquired even more detentions as Professor Ortian thought he had used his wand to change the color of his partners hair to that disgusting shade of yellow that made one think not of sunshine, but vomit. He got caught as his partner screamed and pointed their finger at him remembering his constant mumbling of "Colovaria". She had it coming. And don't think Cory is a malicious soul due to this one thought. This girl truly was a terrible person who seemed to not have a single nice bone in her body. If anything, Cory did people a favor, yet they still avoided him in fear of that happening to them.
