Felucipir Baruen was a young boy living in the streets of Scotland. His routine was normal. He acted normal, he seemed normal.... As far as everyone knew... He was normal... But he wasn't... There was always a voice echoing at the back of his mind, his own personal poison. He named the voice Venenum... That was how much he had gotten to know his poison... But eventually this got to be too much for him... He asked for help... They thought he was crazy... It didn't matter anyways... They didn't matter... He had always been strange. Everything strange happened around him when he was mad or frustrated... It was strange... He was born to normal people in a normal town with normal things... But he felt like an outcast... Glass shattered when he was mad, doors slammed when he was frustrated... But everyone thought it was just 'the devil' Until a woman came along and saved him... DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter or any of it's characters or the timeline etc... That all belongs to J.K Rowling. I only own Felucipir and his past.
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