Too familiar
We sit on the supposed to be the Hufflepuff’s table.But now the table arrangements is chaos.The Three table were full of our grunts and friends and the last one is half filled by the others.
The old gizzer made his usual speech.Slugbastard is the next professor of potions and The old one is now the professor of Defence against the dark arts.He insisted on the dangers of Voldemort return as we didn’t know them already.The first years get choose their house,and are confused as where they will sit.
They decide to sit in the half empty and pokemon free table,but I don’t hold that against them,they don’t know what happened last year.
The old gizzer start speaking again as they just reminded of something. « Actually,to help against Voldemort and a consequence of last year,we got a new subject,the teacher going to be the experts of this room,Guzma and Y/N,they going to teach you the subject of Pokemon.Companion that most people now owns. »We will do what now ?
We got the same schedule that 6th years but we are the teacher of a subject that All years take at the same time in the room of the requirement.
A dwarf noctowl pose on our table,this’s the old gizzer,he want to prepare us to fight Voldemort.He also give us the enter code of his office.
We got potions with Slugbastard.
He shows us 3 potions,the serum of verity,the love potion and the luck potion or I like to call it the sue potion.Hermione answers to his questions make her fall on his radar.He going to give us a sue potion,if we succeed to make a potion of death,he will give us a little bottle of sue potion.He tell us to take our book,things that we don’t have,the old professor didn’t use the potion book,so since the first years we never care to buy it.He notice it and come at us.
For him,we need to have the book,so I tell him how the old teacher worked,he didn’t cared and order us to get a book in the used pile.We take two random ones,mine is really scrawled and owned to a half blood prince.
In a look at the potion recipe,I knew something was wrong.The instructions were totally contradictory with the general rules of the old one.I noticed that in the opposite,the scribbles are totally in agreement with the rules of the old teacher.
So we decided we going to choose the instructions of the old owner of the book.Apparently we were right,even Hermione didn’t succeed to make a good potion.He give us the potion.
The « class of pokemon » don’t really transform into a training session and a team phantom reunion right away.We just explain the pokemon world to the first years.The ones who agreed with Pinkbitch ironically didn’t show off like us last year.
In the Friday evening,we meet the old gizzer in his office.He explain,he going finally to give us some information.The container which showed the past,during the first year is one the table,we going to see the memory of Bob Ogden,a agent of Wizarding law.
We take a long breath,nod at each others and dive our head. We are now in a forest.The old gizzer appears beside us.Bob is a middle age man with huge glasses.We follow him,to a very isolated house that a little village,the house seems old and badly treated,up on a hill covered by trees.
Bob knock the door,a very sloppy man,his face was severe,he wear the ring,the old gizzer wear now.He is speaking in a weird language,that almost inhuman,but one thinks is sure,Bob is not welcome here.Now I think about it,his language is similar to arbok’s cry,may be Plumes’s arbok could understand.The old gizzer briefly explain that parseltongue,the language of serpents,a animal,he explain that like a arbok.Call it.This language is the sign of a descendant of the founder of Slytherin and so they are from the same family of Voldemort.That man,I got a really familiar and bad feeling about…the feeling of a abusing father.
That man is named Gaunt,Bob want to see a Morfin,Gaunt’s son.Gaunt let Bob in,letting us in that same occasion.The house is small and could have been cozy,of that wasn’t for a enigmatic and terrible aura.Morfin is sit on a sofa,lovely singing in parseltongue to a small Ekans.That could have been cute in a other situation.A girl in a far more sloppy and tear apart dress,brew something,with a empty stare.
The same stare,I did before the mirror when my father forced me to go in a ball.That same stare,Guzma do every time his father is related to something.That same stare that Cyrus did when his grandfather talked about his father.That same stare,N had before Ghetis.That same stare,Silver had in the photos,he burned…THAT FUCKING SAME STARE,TOO MUCH OF TEAM PHANTOM HAD !!
Mine and Guzma’s fury is noticed by the old gizzer. « I understand ».But he do nothing until.A man pass before the window on a overgrown ponyta.As he pass,the girl stare is fixed on him,Gaunt go violent in parseltongue.The memory ended.
Guzma and me’s stare was empty,remembering bad memories and a terrible understanding. « That bastard abused his own children… » The old gizzer nod in a infuriating calmness. « Yes Merope was… » « Nope,Morfin was too,we know too much abused people act,Barty jr was too,All deatheater were,every deatheaters’s kids were… » Guzma’s words seems to surprise the old gizzer like he just noticed how the human works.
« Morope is the mother of Voldemort and Tom,the man at the window is Tom Jedusor,Voldemort’s father.She created a love potion for him,a fake love,an obsession stated between the two.That obsession created a kid,unable to love,Tom Jedusor Jr,now know as Voldemort.But rest assured,Tom has been raised in orphanages»
That some toxic background…a yandere abused mother,a brainwashed father,a abused uncle and an asshole of grandfather…