"She's like a snake charmer." "Maybe she is." _______________________________________________________________________ Y/n Cultven. Pureblooded Slytherin. Just like the many gerenrations of her family. But unlike her fellow Slytherins. She was raised to believe Voldemort was bad, and blood status didn't matter. Through twist, turns, and dark secrets. Who knows whats going to happen to her.

𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗁𝗅𝗒 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 "𝘮-𝘢𝘭𝘧-𝘰𝘺 𝘸𝘩-𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺-𝘰𝘶 𝘥-𝘰-𝘪𝘯𝘨-" 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘪𝘳 "𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴" 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 "𝘥-𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘰" "𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘵!" 𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 "𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶" 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘯𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘥 ✨𝘺𝘶𝘩✨