Is a wizard with no magic a wizard? Especially when past stands between him and each spell.
The only student at Hogwarts with no magical abilities at all Lee Taeyong is fed up of being the laugh of the school, so he decides to challenge the most po...
The autumn air was filling the castle grounds, the school year had started a week ago, but despite the first signs of the approaching winter, the students were enjoying the last sunny and warm days. The fifth years had a lazy afternoon so Taeyong grabbed a book and revised transmutation, while Yuta was cleaning his new broom. Yuta was Taeyong's best friend and quidditch team captain. Now he narrowed his eyes leaning above the broom to check if he has done everything right.
"Will you come for the tryouts? I need a new pitcher and a seeker," Yuta glanced at Taeyong.
"You know I don't like brooms," Taeyong shivered, the last thing he wanted was to spend the afternoon watching the miserable efforts of the first and second years who will come in big groups to try out for the team.
Yuta's team was the best, they were holding the Cup for three solid years now and Yuta was the youngest team captain ever, nominated in the third year.
But his best friend hated brooms and flying, even if everyone had expected him to become the star of the team when he had come to Hogwarts. Only because his grand grand grand was a great seeker, Taeyong rolled his eyes.
"Do you think he will come?" Yuta looked through the lawn towards the boys from their dormitory, who were watching Taeil's spell performance next to a fountain and Taeyong noticed the tall skinny figure of Sicheng, the boy Yuta was hopelessly, secretly in love with.
"Ask him," said Taeyong.
"No," Yuta clenched his teeth.
Sicheng shared a room with them, but even after five years Yuta still wasn't able to talk to the boy.
Moments later giggles broke out, because Taeil has transformed his book into a kitten, that was riding a skateboard along the lawn. Mark, their fifth roommate clapped loudly.
"Mr. Clever," said Yuta returning to his broom, so Taeyong smiled.
Taeil was the cleverest young wizard at school, had probably been asked by Sicheng and Mark to show something, because he was never bursting with his skills, he was a loner and Taeyong never liked him much.
A lot of other students made a circle around Taeyong's roommates, the first years were giving out fascinated noises.
"Move out of the way!" A voice made the people step back and Taeyong looked up.
A guy was hurrying towards Taeil, his dark robe with the blue sign of Ravenclaw flying behind him.
"I'm head boy and prefect so move out of the way," he said raising his wand and Taeil stopped the cat turning it into a book immediately.
Taeyong couldn't move, the only thing he saw was this boy, red from fury, with dark hair and eyes.
"Any problems Jaehyun?" asked Mark.
"Moon Taeil, this is not a playground, I'll bring you to the head of your house!" Jaehyun raised his voice.
Taeil's smile faded.
"Why is it your business Black?" asked Taeil.
Jaehyun swallowed, not a lot of students dared to use the name of his family.
"You got so rotten you even mind a little fun, hm?" Taeil stopped right in front of him, while Jaehyun was towering over the boy.
"Leave it, ok," Mark grabbed Taeil's arm to stop a fight.
"I will tell the teachers about you," Jaehyun turned around and stormed off. No one knew, but when Jaehyun disappeared Taeyong could finally relax his tensed muscles and breath in again.
The whole house was on the field to see who will join the team at the try outs, but Taeyong took a shortcut to the seventh floor through the long corridors. A merchant from an old painting tried to talk to him but he put the hood deeper in his face and ignored.
He was heading to the Room of Requirement to get a look at all the hidden things. He also wanted to give back a spell book he had found there lately.
On the stairs between the sixth and seventh floor a girl passed him, a pretty girl with long blonde hair. Taeyong moved to the edge of the step to be as far from her as possible, her name was Hannah and she was Jaehyun's girlfriend, so the boy quickened his steps. Soon he was next to the long wall walking around concentrating on his wish.
'I want to hide the book,' he repeated in his mind until a door appeared in the stone.
Taeyong pushed it open disappearing in the huge room with old things. Most of them were gone in the fire over a two hundred years ago during the final battle, and he stopped realizing how much his grand grand grandfather has done for the wizards' community. Without him and the determination of his friends there wouldn't be any Hogwarts or anything. Somehow it made him realize why people annoyed him speaking of the family connection that made him famous, but it was also the reason of so much regret and pain. Taeyong wished he would have been born in a normal family so he could avoid all the drama around him.
His father was long gone when he started to walk and talk, and his mother, he inhaled sharply, she was killed by an anonymous wizard because of their family name, so as people reminded him all the time, he was the last living heir of Harry Potter.
"Move," he commanded himself walking to a bookshelf and pressing the spell book into the first crack he noticed. He was about to turn around when something crackled. There were footsteps, very quiet and careful but he heard them anyway.
"Who's there?" said Taeyong taking his wand out.
"Hiding, sneaking, and the headmaster still believes you, you want to be big and famous like your grand grand grand," this voice made everything in Taeyong freeze into ice.
He turned around and caught a tall figure with the corners of his eyes. Jaehyun was quick, he raised his wand so Taeyong jumped behind the bookshelf that was hit with the spell, a lot of paper scraps filled the air.
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