Navyagiraddi
Augustus Fernsby did not know love nor did he know anything related to it. Since they day he was born he was taught to hate all things and everyone inferior to him. He was an only child. His parents never cared about him. He was one lonely soul. He had friends he never really cared about; girls were dying to be his girlfriend. But he never cared he was a pureblood sorted into Slytherin and was about to enter his sixth year at Hogwarts
Isla Wood loved by everyone and loved everything she met or saw. Since the day she was born she was taught to give everyone a fair chance. She had an Elder brother the Quidditch captain of Gryffindor and now a member of the Puddlemore United Reserve team, Oliver Wood. She was always in the shadow of her brother no one knew her true self, everyone thought she would follow his footsteps and be a quidditch player, Everyone but her she was very peculiar she was sorted into Gryffindor, this year she was entering her sixth year.
This is the day they got to talking about everything.
Find out. One shot
prompt used:Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living, and, above all those who live without love.
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