Above you is a little doodle of Markus! I dont have his hair exactly yet but I'm getting there :)
Tuesday went by faster than I wanted it to. Like, it was Monday, and then it was Tuesday, and now, it's already Wednesday.
I admit that doesn't make any sense but you get what I mean, right? Like, I don't want it to be Wednesday, because then I'm forced to hand out with the Human Beanpole™ for who knows how long! And I have to do this twice a week or else I risk getting in trouble and ruling the world is going to be hard if people find out I failed potions. It's not my fault though! Nobody knows how to teach! Snape is a useless teacher and I don't get how he still has his job if he's incapable of teaching..
Whatever. I stuff a piece of toast in my mouth, still grumbling on about Snape's horrible teaching tactics. Penny, Oliver, Alex and I are eating lunch in the Dining Hall. Lunch is optional, and you can have it at any time of the day and at any table, so Oliver can actually join in the conversations. We've already told him about my tutor dilemma, and all he did was laugh his ass off.
Heartless bastard..
"oof!" A hand hits my back, making me choke on the toast slightly. I turn to see Alex telling me to stop grumbling like an old man and so I curse him with Rictusempra.
He starts wiggling around and laughing, attempting to grab at his wand. I laugh along with Oliver and Penny, even though I know he'll attempt to murder me once he's able to counter the tickling hex.
After about 3 minutes of him fumbling, and losing his wand, he's finally able to stop the hex, and everyone is out of breath. He points at me and says in what he thinks is menacing, "You're lucky that I'm too tired for revenge. For now." I roll my eyes and he continues. "No really. I will get my revenge. Whether it be tomorrow or two weeks from now, hell maybe even a year, I will get you back. I will find you at your most vulnerable and strike you down, Markus. You will live in fear for the rest of your days knowing that I have it out for you."
He glares at me for a few more seconds before I say, "Yo what the fu-"
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I would never admit it to Alex but as I walked to my last few classes a tiny ball of uncertainty grew in the back of my head, wondering if he was serious. Merlin's beard, why did he have to look so damn serious about it! Asshole..
I walk to Study of Ancient Runes, trying not to look nervous in case Alex is watching and waiting for an opening, although I'm sure that he isn't.
Maybe.
Why am I friends with him?
I certainly don't know.
Entering the Runes Class, I set out for my desk, where I'm sat with another Slytherin in my grade. I don't know her name, since it's not important. I would usually try to sit by myself since people are annoying but I was assigned to her as a partner for a project in the class. Professor Babble starts teaching about the runes we're supposed to study. She's relatively younger than all the other teachers, I think this is her first year here considering how unorganized she is. But she's still able to teach, unlike Snape.
The girl (who told me her name is Maria) grabs the papers needed for our Runes project and we start planning out. She's relatively a focused person, and she knows a lot about the subject we were assigned to write an essay on. She has a peculiar appearance, to say the least. She comes off as conniving at first glance, and definitely holds herself to high standards. She looks like a stereotypical slytherin : Shoulder length, well kept hair, green eyes, and an attitude that makes it seem as though the second you're not useful she'll throw you away.
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Unlikely : A Slytherpuff Story
FanfictionMarkus Kiplinger is a proud, pureblood, slytherin. He has been for four years and has his whole entire life planned: get above standard O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s, get a high ranking job in the ministry, marry into another high ranking pureblooded family...