Ackmun's School for Magical Misfits
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  • Reads 511
  • Votes 44
  • Parts 21
  • Time 1h 12m
Ongoing, First published Jan 22, 2019
Dear Mr. F. E. Faulker,

We would like to extend an invention to join Ackmuns School for Magical Misfits.  ASMM was created as a safe learning environment for magical children with peculiar lineage. The schools founder was a hybrid himself, and strived to create a school for children with his differences. We offer many standard courses and extracurricular activities. Supplies and other information can be found on the page attached. We hope to see you in September.

Sincerely,
Mr. Cedar Elloweer 






Please note that for the safety of other students, it is mandatory to keep claws, talons, and horns filed. No biting or maiming of any kind is allowed. 





A/N
This story is a Harry Potter fanfiction, of sorts... It it set in the same universe, but after that, nothing is really the same, nor is it based on Harry Potter at all. You'll just have to see, it's kind of hard to explain.
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The Golden Dragon's Hoard

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Astraeus, a baby dragon, escapes from his old coven and stumbles upon a little shop that he spends months stealing from and hiding in to survive. The witch and familiars who live there are... strange. They know he takes from them but don't put up different wards, don't do things that could hurt him. They know that he has a hide out in the aster tree, that he lives close-instead of getting rid of him and forcing him to move, they visit him. Talk to him, leave him things, they're kind. Different. Stranger than any other witch or familiar he's ever met. Stray is not used to things that don't hurt. The gentleness is terrifying. He'd rather stay away from them than learn why they don't have sharp tongues or bruised knuckles. However, on the night of a bad storm, he gets trapped inside of the shop, trapped with kind strangers. After getting caught, he discovers another dragon. He learns that life is not meant to be painful. He learns that he can be loved. He's allowed to want things with them. To eat, to not fear the cold, to live instead of survive. Everything changes and Stray is determined to make them his hoard, to make it complete.