Squib Who Scrubbed | ON HOLD

Squib Who Scrubbed | ON HOLD

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[ON HOLD UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE] Titania Lestrange is a part of the pureblooded families in the Wizarding World. As a daughter of the infamous Bellatrix and Rodulphus Lestrange, she already has a difficult position ahead of her, even without complications with her magic. However, as her childhood passes, nothing overly remarkable happens, which includes accidental magic. By the age of ten, she is well known in the pureblooded community, because she is a shamed Squib. Humiliated, she is hidden away to become a servant for the Malfoy family, doing their laundry and other chores as she watches her cousin Draco live her dream in Hogwarts. Life continues to grow more difficult for her, and she must make a final decision with what she must do to help protect herself from more pain. best rankings: #10 in #harrypotter #3 in #hogwarts #2 in goldentrio TOP 1% in #sadness (91/106K)
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The Malfoy's daughter is unappreciated and sent away as much as possible. She spent lots of time with her aunt Bellatrix, but not even Bellatrix likes her. But one day something happens that... how shall I say it? Puts her Above Them All ............................................................. "IM NOT TALKING TO YOU!" "F*CK OFF!" "I'm not in the mood!" "God, you're worse than I am!" Every day, every hour, I'm reminded that I'm a mistake. I should've never been born. I walk outside and stare at the moon. A voice was behind. "Misunderstood? Unappreciated? Just like I was? Join me," a white hand reaches out to mine. I look up. Time Riddle. Or more known as Voldemort. Should I take his hand?

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