With Dumbledore's announcement at the feast, the next weeks at Hogwarts were filled with excitement.
Students would walk the halls speculating on possible tasks. Some would declare their intents to participate in the event. Others would be workshopping ways around the age restriction, like the twins. Many were actually discussing who would be the most likely candidates for the school champion, with myself and my friends being obvious choices. I even had a talk with Cedric about his own intention to enter the Tournament.
I've also gotten some news that Draco still got turned into a ferret not too long ago. Apparently he couldn't take anyone insulting his mommy after he started insulting Ron's father and Harry responded, which led to the kid trying to sneak attack instead of even thinking of a formal duel. Truly a disappointment, but if he believed my words it could make me think that it is why he didn't do so. But now it is unfortunate because such actions are heavily punished since the emergence of the Dueling club and its facilities.
Other than that, during the first week of classes, news of Professor Moody's extreme DADA class has spread throughout the castle.
'The man really started using the Imperius curse on kids.' I thought with a frown.
I could generally understand the logic in of itself, but as a practical matter letting anyone under sixth year experience it is completely pointless. The only way to fix that would be for students to undergo rigorous training, or be extremely stubborn like Harry.
There were some surprises that came from this though. Harry was able to resist more of the curse without collapsing, even if he had to take a knee afterwards. Ron showed a great amount of resistance, making 'Moody' put in considerable effort to make him move. Members of the Dueling club were showing considerably better results in resisting than other students as well.
I even had a conversation with the kids about this event.
"I can't believe that they are allowing this! An Unforgivable used on students, honestly." Huffed Hermione.
"Although I do agree with you Hermione, it is still an important lesson for many to learn. The problem is the application and the fact that it might give some of the less moral students stupid ideas." I say to the growing girl.
"What do you mean Aedan?" Curiously asked Harry.
"It's because students under the general ages of 16-17 just don't usually have the mental fortitude to even resist the curse, much less defeat it. It can even leave some damages in a person if used too often on them. That is why I am very proud of you and Ron of doing so well in the face of it. As for you Hermione, it shows that although you are brilliant, your mentality isn't there yet I'm afraid." I explain to the trio.
Hermione looked disappointed in herself, but Ron caught on to something I had said.
"It can hurt people? Moody didn't mention that." The red-head asked a bit shocked.
"It's not a type of physical damage if that is what you're afraid of. You see, the more it is used on a person, the more they become susceptible to the curse unless they can defeat themselves and prove their mental strength is superior. So having kids undergoing this repeatedly might actually make their defenses becoming weaker when it comes to it." I explained carefully to the kids, whose faces paled at the revelation.
"That just makes it even more unacceptable!" Shouted Hermione in outrage.
"True, but like I said, this is still a valuable experience in terms of DADA. The only things I know can help against the Imperius curse are Occlumency, Thief's Downfall, my original spell Protego Sanctum, and a strong will. One is too difficult for most adolescents undergoing puberty, the next is a goblin secret, my spell just has too strenuous of requirements, and willpower varies depending on the person. So unless you can somehow get one of these to be teachable, experiencing the curse more than once is pointless." I concluded with a serious look on my face.
"Aedan, you told me you have a certain mastery in Occlumency when you tried to teach me. Are you able to resist the curse?" Asked a now curious Harry, getting the other two to look at me.
"No one is able to enforce their will onto me. Any who try are over confident fools who will learn why they should stop while they are ahead." I declare with absolute certainty.
With that conversation in mind, this brings me to my own DADA class with the Death Eater.
"Put those blasted books away. You won't be needing them with me." The man growled as he looked around the modest number of seventh years.
Just to give a quick explanation for why I said 'modest number', it's due to the nature of NEWT level classes.
You see, at this level of education, most students will decide to focus on what they would need for their future jobs. If one wants to work in the Ministry, one needs to know the requirements for the department one had aimed for. For example, the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures obviously needs a person to have at least studied Care of Magical Creature at the NEWT level. The principle is the same for Defense Against the Dark Arts. The only thing is, from what I know, Aurors and Healers are the only careers which strictly need NEWT level education, with Hit-Wizards having some requirements when one wants specific promotions.
The lack of future opportunities one gets from completing the class, with the subpar/inconsistent education in the field, add in the homework and practical practice one needs to do, and the fact that most people generally aren't interested because they believe they are 'safe', reduces the number of students greatly.
All of this is why, even with every house members in my year, we have less than ten people in seventh year DADA. And just to make it worst, four of those are me, Tory, James and Christian. I'm doing it because I wish to have the NEWT level certification for all my classes. Victoria is doing it because she wants to be a healer. James decided to keep with it because of the study of spells and dangers of the world. While Christian is studying it because he likes the practical side of magic the most. The rest were here because they were good enough in the field, but they did not specifically want to continue along with after graduating.
"Now! You lot will be graduating from this cozy place, full of warm beds and a cushy lifestyle, into the real world. You're going to need to know how to survive out there and that's what I'm here to teach you." The grizzly man said to us with a slight look of disapproval.
"Hey! I know you're a great Auror, but I'm not going to take someone calling me soft." Christian protested.
"What's your name boy." Was 'Moody's' response as both his eyes focused on my friend.
"Christian Ward." He announced proudly.
"Ah, one of the wonder kids. No surprise you wouldn't agree. Too used to excellence. No true experience." The Professor said with a look of realization.
"Oh please. I've fought in the wild and in the underworld. Master Scamander also taught me a lot. So I won't just let you insult what I've been through." Christian said as he stood defiantly.
"Scamander eh? Too lost in his beasts. Too old now. But he was good. Fine then boy. I guess we'll see just how much you learned during this little class of mine." Said our teacher after a bit of thinking, letting a dark smile rise on his scarred face.
"Bring it." My wild friend responded, while the rest of us just shook our heads at his passionate behavior.
"Alright sit down mighty Beast. You've caused enough of a commotion and I'd like for Professor Moody to get on with the class." I say to my friend as he realizes that he might have gone too far against such a little comment.
"You, Silver hair, you're Amelia's brat right? Heard you are supposed to be the best to ever walk these halls." Said the imposter as I grabbed his attention.
"Yes, that is something I've been called." I answered calmly as I looked into his eye.
"Another one who needs to taste some of what the world really has to offer, my lucky day." He responded with an excited smirk.
I simply smiled at his acting and sat down to let him continue with his class.
"You have had what is basically a shit education from every professor before me aside from Lupin. He at least got you caught up to speed on the creatures and beings your level requires, but his curse studies are very lacking. And so, I will be going over true curses and spells you lot will face when in front of actual dark wizards, not those pickpockets you'll see in Knockturn Alley." The battered man said as he turned around and grabbed a piece of chalk.
Without any hesitation or word, he simply wrote down one word: Unforgivables.
"There are three curses banned by the Ministry. Using even one will led you straight to Azkaban," he said as he paced back and forth in front of the chalk board," The Ministry doesn't want you to know what these can truly do, but I spoke to Dumbledore about this and he agreed to a little demonstration."
'Moody' then reached into a box he had prepared and took out three jars with one live tarantula in each.
"Now all of you are old enough, and most likely not stupid, so you know what these three are." He continued as he took out one of the spiders.
"The Imperius Curse. Capable of controlling a person completely. I could force any of you to kill your best friends and you wouldn't be able to do anything about it. No one would know except the caster and the target. That's why there was so much trouble during the war." He explained with a slightly malicious smile as he pointed his wand at the spider in his hand. "Imperio!"
The spider then began to dance across the man's palm, completely controlled. He could make it do anything he wished at this point. No way a spider would be able to resist the will of an expert of this curse. So he played with it until he had enough fun and sealed it back into the jar.
Most of the students in the room had somber expressions at the sight, making the room very quiet.
"The second is the Cruciatus curse, also known as the Torture curse. It makes ones target feel immense pain, said to be beyond what any man can bear. It leaves no traces on the body, but can break the mind. I doubt that any of you could even tickle me with this one. You need to feel true negative emotions towards the target for it to work." The man said as he took out the second spider from its jar and pointed his wand again. "Crucio!"
This time the spider began to squirm and writhe in agony, twitching in the man's palm as it felt the horrible pain. A pain I remembered very well. A memory I had to suppress to not kill the man where he stood. And it wasn't until he had stopped that my clenched fists relaxed.
Luckily I was able to keep a calm look on my face or people might have gotten worried. Even luckier was that i didn't let any of my magic leak out.
"And lastly the Killing curse. A curse which is impossible to defend against or survive. With the only one known example which broke this rule, living in this castle at this very moment. You lot might give me a little cut when you use this spell, but many dark wizards have this one as a favorite." He said as he took out his last spider and let it down on his desk. "Avada Kedavra!"
A green flash erupted from his wand and the spider simply died.
The sight of the three Unforgivables was still too much for many students. Even Tory, James and Christian were uncomfortable with this demonstration, even if they had studied it and started to learn my defense against it since they had reached the requirements.
'This is good for them. Although I don't agree with what he'll do next, this is something students need to know.' I thought with an emotionless face.
"Now, although you cannot cast these curses, the Headmaster has given me permission to let each and everyone of you experience what it feels like to have the Imperius curse casted on you." The scarred professor declared with a slight rise in the corner of his lips at the nervous energy that just spiked.
"I'll start with you and end with the wonder group over there. I'm sure it will help you all understand a few things." He said as he pointed to a Gryffindor.
What followed was both embarrassing and horrifying for the five other students of the class. 'Moody' forced them to dance stupidly, do some stunts, sing, say embarrassing things and some guys even striped a bit. But they now understood just how strong this curse was. They could barely slow it down for a second before they did everything the man ordered.
But then it was finally my groups turn.
"Ward! You're up. Let's see if you can back up your words." The imposter growled.
"Let's see if you can back up your tough talk. I want to see what Mad-Moody can do." He challenged with a wild smile.
"Imperio!" Was the response as the man pointed his wand.
"Strip and run around the room." The Professor ordered with a smirk.
Unfortunately, after only a twitch of his body, Christian didn't move until he just looked at the man and opened his mouth.
"Yeah right. Aedan was a thousand times tougher than this. You think you can just order me to do that shit?" My wild friend mocked to the shock of the other students and Junior's, while my friends and I smiled at his attitude.
"Stop trying to piss off the Professor you impulsive idiot." Victoria scolded this time, making the guy back down with a victorious grin.
"I will volunteer to be next then. I can't let him be the only one to succeed, he'd become intolerable." Calmly stated James as he stepped forward. "I am ready for your curse Professor."
His actions actually caused the imposter to freeze for a second. He had never seen someone so willing and calm about the fact that he would be put under the Imperius.
With a shake of his head to erased the dazed look on his face, pointed his wand once again and spoke with even greater determination than before.
"Imperio!"
James just stood there and was looking around, giving a gentle smile to a worried Hufflepuff student even after the curse was cast.
"That's impossible. Not even a moment of effect." The Professor said as he stood there in shock this time.
"Haha! Who said you were the weak willed one? They're going to have to be wary of our quiet and polite friend now!" Laughed Christian as Tory and I simply chuckled.
"It seems that my efforts have not been in vain. Thank you for testing my will." James said politely as he preformed a little bow and walked back to us.
"Guess it's my turn then. I certainly won't let myself twitch like our Beast. That would be humiliating." Victoria said domineeringly, causing several people to shake their heads a bit with wry smiles aimed at themselves.
"Bring it Queeny! If you twitch you'll have to write this weeks homework." Christian said with gusto.
"When I win you'll have to wear the same outfit as Peeves for the rest of the week." She simply responded with absolute confidence.
"This is not going to end well for you Christian. She is the best Occlumen besides Aedan." Reminded James with a little smile of amusement.
"Oh shut up you Saintly bastard. Who's side are you on?" Bemoaned my wild friend.
"It is not about sides. I just don't want you to embarrass yourself too much." James responded with a chuckle.
The two continued their little exchange to the amusement of our classmates, while Junior was feeling very conflicted right now. He failed twice in a row to control students and they weren't even trying. This was a blow to his delicate psyche. Even he was considered a genius when he went to Hogwarts, with 12 OWL's. But he is certain that he could control his younger self after being guided by the Dark Lord he served. And now he was already surpassed by two kids already, with two even better ones to come. So he did the only thing he could, readied himself to try once again.
"Imperio!" He growled in a low voice.
Unfortunately for him, it was an even worse result for the man.
"ARGH!!" He yelled out as he stumbled backwards in pain, clutching his head for some form of release.
"Hmph. Trying to come into my mind with such a weak will and so little power, who do you think you are?" She questioned venomously, causing the class to open their mouths in shock.
"I told you that you shouldn't have bet." Said James in a sagely voice.
"Well fuck. Still kinda worth it though. But if Tory can do that, what's going to happen when Aedan goes forward?" He asked with a smile on his face as he turned towards me.
And he wasn't the only curious one. Every head turned towards me wondering the same thing now. What exactly would happen when the best Hogwarts student in history was challenging the Imperius curse?
To answer this, I simply stepped forward with a calm smile on my face.
"If you are still up for it Professor, I await your curse." I state with confidence.
It actually took a bit of time before Junior was able to stabilize himself properly. But I could see the irrationality in his eyes. He no longer thought about this situation as an undercover agent. He was driven to a cliff edge right now. Three defeats in a row, and each worse than the previous one. He was a hand of his lord, but he still couldn't force mere students to submit to him. So he looked at me with an almost crazed look in his eye, looking determined to redeem himself through breaking the strongest one.
...
It was laughable.
"IMPERIO!" He bellowed.
I felt the curse wash over my mind, but instead of rejecting it, I welcomed it.
I let him come in deeper and deeper. Until he would feel certain he had control.
Like a fish, not even suspecting that the worm was only bait.
But at the very last moment i trapped him within my mind and infiltrated his in return.
I entered his mind and took full control. Placing him under the very effect he tried to impart onto me.
"Well Professor, since you are from Scotland I would like to see a traditional Ceilidh dance if possible." I asked with a smile.
Immediately after my request, his body tried to accommodate it. But due to his prosthetic leg he was forced to basically hop around as he did so.
Luckily for him, the bell soon rang to signify the end of class and me freeing him from his curse.
"I think that is enough of a demonstration. I wish you a pleasant evening Professor." I say with a bright smile and take my leave with my excited friends.
As we left, the other five students stared in dismay at the result before them. Their Professor cast an Unforgivable and it got turned on him, but when they thought about who just achieved such result they accepted it. This was simply because I was Aedan Bones, the Raven of Hogwarts.
I think I did good enough to show Junior acting as Moody and what would happen when he was faced against my OC’s.
Am I the only one who felt Boa Hancock’s spirit in Tory this chapter?
Also wanted to show a little banter between my group and their abilities.
BTW, Christian isn’t the weakest. He’s just less suited to things like Occlumency than the others, but still produces results nearing full mastery of the art.
Enjoy.
The news of our complete victory over the Imperius curse sent shock-waves throughout the school.
This was felt mostly by those students in their fifth year and below, because they had all experienced the dreadfulness of the curse. Defense Against the Dark Arts being a core subject until one becomes a NEWT level student. They now had a clear understanding of just how far ahead my friends and I were besides our insane grades, which were actually getting even better as time went on. They were completely subjugated by the curse, whilst one twitched, the next ignored it, the third punish the caster, and the last turned it around. The only others who showed better results than the general student body were Harry, Ron, Cedric and the better duelists in the club.
Hence, Hogwarts was buzzing about us once again.
In all honesty, this happens whenever one of us does something others see as impossible or unreachable. It happened when Christian took on the four best duelers in the club at once, when James successfully created a self aware puzzle which could configure itself and fight back a bit, or when Victoria squashed the entire Potions club with her own research. We are at the center of a lot of gossip. I usually get gossiped about at least three times a week and I still sometimes see girls reading certain types of books with a passion. Books I really wished I didn't know existed, but still kinda flattered about. Didn't know Hogwarts could have a Doujinshi/fanfic culture of its own.
But anyway, there was actually something many people overlooked after Moody held his class. There were certainly many who showed their strength of will, but there were also some affected by this event in a very different way. Two of these individuals were unsurprisingly Harry and Neville, so I arranged a little meeting with the both of them in the Exchange.
I actually believe that the two of them should be able to support each other. They have suffered a lot in their lives due to the Unforgivables and Voldemort. They can understand each other's pain.
"Aedan, how come you wanted to see me without Ron or Hermione? And how come you wanted me to bring Neville?" Harry asked me curiously as Neville stood behind him looking very nervous.
Although I've invited the kid to the Exchange, and I've spent some time trying to help him, he tends to have a self-depreciating point of view. He believes he would get in the way of the people who come and won't believe that everyone who comes is welcomed, no matter the reason.
"That is because both of you are the people who need to talk about Professor Moody's class the most. And I am probably one of the only people in this school who could understand some of what you've been through." I answered in a very gentle voice.
"Wh-why would you want to t-t-talk to me about that?" Neville asked as his face paled.
"Because I know about your situation as well Neville. In all honesty, I am pretty much the middle ground between what happened to the both of you." I answered with a sigh, but keeping a compassionate look on my face.
"What do you mean by you're the 'middle-ground'?" Suddenly asked Harry, cautious about this subject due to some of what he knows about me.
The kid knows that, like him, I lost both of my parents. The only difference being that my aunt truly cared for me and my cousin like her own children, and we care for her as a mother.
"Well Harry, like you know very well, we both lost our parents to similar circumstances. But what you don't know is what I've experienced and by who's hand. That is something Neville would understand a lot better than you." I answer the growing Harry gently as I look at Neville.
"Wh-what do you mean?" The clumsy kid asked cautiously.
"Well, the culprits were the same as the ones responsible for your parents... and they also did it to me." I answered the nervous teen.
"You mean...her?" He asked with fear this time.
"Who's her? What are you talking about?" Interrupted Harry.
"Neville, if I talk about my own experience, would you be willing to tell Harry and myself about your own? I firmly believe we can support each other in this area." I asked the boy with a very gentle and supportive voice.
The teen was very hesitant. It's understandable since it is a very painful thing when his own parents can't even recognize him due to their insanity.
But after struggling with his thoughts, he gave me a nod of confirmation.
"Thank you Neville." I say with a gentle smile as I began my own tale. "As I've said, my own parents were killed by Death Eaters about six months before Harry's were. The difference between us, and by extension the similarity between Neville and I, is that this was done mainly by two very devout followers: Bellatrix Lestrange, currently in Azkaban, and Bartemius Crouch Junior, died during his incarceration.
Bellatrix Lestrange is actually the cousin Sirius hates the most Harry. Pure blood maniac. Dark Arts fanatic. And arguably the most fervent follower of Voldycunt's. It would be an un-debatable fact if not for Barty Crouch Jr., one of the only other Death Eater to seek out his master after his fall on that fateful night. He was also the son of the current Head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation." I explain to the two with a calm and steady tone.
Harry was shocked that Sirius had such a cousin, which made sense since he hadn't spent that much time with the man yet. They had arranged for him to start living together this Christmas actually, so Harry hadn't been introduced to the infamous Black family yet.
Neville was pale and almost trembling as he remembered the names of the two who broke his parents.
"These two decided to erase the Bones family for not being 'true nobles' apparently. They were upset that my parents, much like both of yours, had actively fought against their master. So on that very night, they attacked and wiped out every member of my family except for my Aunt, who was working at the ministry, and my cousin who miraculously survived. I on the other hand, was found by those two twisted souls and tortured for behaving defiantly. Bellatrix found it amusing as she watched me writhe on the floor, but was infuriated when I only glared at them in response." Was my next bit of explanation as I look at the two teens.
"How did you escape? And how do you even remember it was them? You had to be 4 years old!" Harry asked in astonishment, getting Neville to look at me with the same question in his eyes.
"I didn't," was my simple answer, "and it is not always a good thing to be able to remember everything Harry."
The two had very somber looks on their faces. It was mostly likely due to the fact that although they had suffered a lot in their lives, in very different ways, but they couldn't truly remember what had happened on those nights.
"S-so what happened after that?" Asked Neville as he picked up his courage.
"They decided to keep me alive and bring me to another devout follower by the name of Ignacius Avery, uncle of two other death eaters, currently in Azkaban. He is less famous than the other two, but he is nearly as loyal. The difference lies in their expertise. Bellatrix and Junior are good fighters and lieutenants, but Ignacius was an expert in dark rituals. This led him to being a researcher instead of a front-line fighter. I still don't know if this was fortunate or unfortunate, but I was a perfect test subject for him. So I spent the next 8 months imprisoned in a cell, alone, having rituals tested on me, being tortured in the name of his progress, until his master was defeated and he started doing reckless things to find him. Luckily this led to Aurors tracking him down, rescuing me and having me reunited with my aunt." I say as i finish my summary of my experience with Death Eaters.
Harry and Neville were just speechless. Aedan Bones, the strongest and brightest of their generation had such a dark past. It just couldn't compute. It was already a miracle that he ways alive, much less sane and so capable in their eyes.
"How can you be so-so-so..." Harry tried to find the words to describe my attitude towards my past, how I am in life, and what I do.
"It is very simple, my past is there for me to learn from it. I learned that I needed strength to protect those I care about, so I started studying everything I could about magic. I learned that the conflict about Blood purity is idiotic, outdated and self destructive, so I found my moral compass. I then learned that our world has been stagnant for too long, leading to it crumbling from the inside, so I aim to spark a Renaissance. And I don't dwell on it, but improve because of it." I say with a confident smile on my face.
"Now Harry, I would also like for you to share how your life has truly been. Too many only see the 'glory' of your achievement and never realize that you had basically disappeared until you came to Hogwarts. It will do you good to have some else to talk with." I follow up as I gently ask the kid.
He hesitated a bit, but he started to tell the both of us how his life had truly been at the Dursley's.
It always makes me want to have those animals arrested and/or butchered for what they had done to the kid. Until Harry was forced to go to school, he didn't even know his own name. They treated him like a servant. He was conditioned to never surpass his moronic cousin. They tried to insult and beat any traces of magic out of him. Stuffed him in a cupboard. Never gave him anything. Used any money Dumbledore arranged to take care of the kid on themselves. Ruined any chances of him making friends by blaming every act of bullying, theft or wrongdoing Dudley had done on him. Insulted his parents and caused serious psychological harm on him. And this is all when you gloss over the little things.
'Yeah, I'm having them arrested on Child Abuse in terms of physical, psychological and financial abuse, and I'm adding Child Neglect charges. This is happening as soon as Harry is properly set up with Sirius.' I thought as Harry finished recounting his past.
He then looked at myself and Neville, fearing being judged or being looked down on.
"Thank you Harry for sharing with the both of us. It proves you are healing the harm down to your psyche when you are able to properly discuss this." I say to encourage the teen gently.
"Now that we've shared, would you be willing to as well Neville?" I asked kindly.
It took him a few minutes before he could really talk. Half of it was because of our stories and the other was because of his own, but he powered through. He still couldn't believe that the famous Harry Potter. The youngest Quidditch player in a century, had suffered through so much. While I had such a past as well.
But he was eventually able to talk about what happened to his parents. How they've been in St. Mungo's for a long time and couldn't even recognize him. How he had to live with his grandmother's constant disapproval and being compared to his excellent father.
He simply got everything off of his shoulders and told the two people close to his age about his problems.
After he was done, he looked at the both of us very nervously.
"That was very brave of you Neville. Thank you for being able to tell your story." I say to the guy, making relax the tension in his body a lot.
"I'm not brave. I can't even fly or do anything right. Heck, my biggest fear is one of our Professors." He said as his confidence dropped again.
"You know Neville, I've never understood why people always think that being courageous is the same as being fearless." I said aloud.
""What?"" The two said in surprise.
"You see, having courage is not to say one doesn't fear anything. To charge forward without fearing anything is recklessness, but to be able to face what your fears and keep moving forward, that is true courage.
This is why I believe you are among the most fitting Gryffindors I have ever met. You fear so many things Neville, but you always step up and face them. In first year the Headmaster recognized it, so he gave you points. Every potions class, you face your own biggest fear. Every time you go to the hospital, you face your fears again. But here you are, moving forward through it all.
You are brave Neville. And never forget you are." I say to the kid with absolute confidence.
it took a moment for what I just said to sink in, but once it had, it hit hard.
"Thank you." The kid said as his eyes started to water and as he kept on thanking me while I tried to calm him down gently.
It took some time, but he was able to finally calm down with mine and Harry's support.
"I just wanted the both of you to know you weren't alone. There are others who have suffered a lot as well and that we can help each other." I gently explain to the two growing teens.
"Of course everything we just said will stay between us, but if you two ever have any problems in this department, you at least know you can talk to someone. But I also think this is enough for tonight. A good nights rest will do wonders now, and I hope you will feel lighter in the morning." I say in conclusion as I stand up from my own chairs.
The two boys agreed, saying their thanks and good-nights before taking their leave.
'I hope this will help Neville. The guy needs a little boost.' I thought to myself as I head back to my own dorm.
Not sure if I rushed the convo a bit, but I think it’s a good step for the three of them.
I just want to help one of the more tragic characters in the canon and this seemed like a proper method of really connecting with him.
Enjoy.
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