"Salazar, I'd give my right arm to hate you." "For a pureblood of his stature, he seems to truly enjoy chasing you." Ever since his first year, there was always something drawing him to his brother's friend group. Bonaria Timbbs was an odd choice - she was not a pureblood, and was in the house he felt most disdain for. But everytime he was sat down to meet another pureblood family and their potential suitors, all he could think about was her red robes and soft hands.