the hufflepuff son of deatheaters and the boy who lived? this should be interesting.
-tcddylupins 2021
book 1 of 3 / ethereal
4th year- rewriting
5th year- unfinished
6th year- not started
7th y...
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𝙳𝙴𝙲𝙴𝙼𝙴𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝟸𝟻𝚃𝙷, 𝟷𝟿𝟿𝟺 / 𝚈𝚄𝙻𝙴 𝙱𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃
CORVUS, INFACT, DID try to get out of attending the Yule Ball. But, of course, Great-something Phineas Nigel Black is a tattle-tale and told his grandmother about the ball, curse the portrait people. Either way, he was positive Uncle Lucius somehow told her beforehand regardless. Which led him to this moment.
Corvus was left contemplating his life decisions as he looked in the mirror. He was dressed in an all black three-piece suit. He huffed, staring at his reflection. He wasn't gonna lie, he thought he looked good, but still in all, doesn't mean he's happy about being forced to attend.
"I'll fucking kill Lucius Malfoy and Phineas Nigel Black for this." Corvus growled, messing with his suit. "I hope Uncle Lucius at least gets sent to Azkaban one day where I can see it."
"Quit fussing." Vincent scolded with no trace of malice behind it. He swatted Corvus' hair, making him let out a 'Hey!' "You'll survive; you'll be fine. We'll all be fine."
