A Series of (Unfortunate) (1/1)

Kyungsoo wasn't popular with the other kids. He was never one of them. It was fine. With all their stupid blind faith in a boy who hadn't been seen since his parents died. It was pathetic.Unfortunately for him, the Headmaster of Hogwarts had taken a specific interest in him after he accidentally stabbed a kid's hand with a muggle device that was used to write. The kid had screamed with so much pain that Kyungsoo almost smiled as he was questioned as to what had happened. He gave his best performance and even made his eyes tear up a bit as he asked if he would be punished. The teacher had taken the bait and patted his head, but the Headmaster who was hidden in the shadows simply stared at him and wondered if this child was really the heir to the Do name. The first time he had visited, Kyungsoo had sat in silence for the entire time, only nodding in response. When asked about the incident with the other boy, his lips had twitched slightly as if he was fighting a smile, but kept an otherwise straight face. Albus felt a little uneasy after that, but he was determined to keep this boy on the Light side.He often prompted the Do matriarch to group her son with other Light offspring, such as the Weasley bunch, but all that led to was an extra red Ron Weasley and a suspiciously happy pair of twins. Albus was unsure of whether the outing of the two families had been a success. It seemed, however, that the youngest Do was not pleased with him forcing interactions. Albus would often return to the school with scratches, as if something had cut him at a quick speed.He increased his shield power and the young boy smirked at him as he entered their household the next time. It made Albus very very nervous.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~It made Kyungsoo very happy to see the old man so uncomfortable. He considered listening in on their conversation, but imagined it was probably along the same lines it always was. The old man seemed very concerned with Kyungsoo's side on the War. He didn't understand why, though. Unless the old man thought that the Dark Lord was going to resurface. In which case, Kyungsoo doubted he would be given a choice in the war that would undoubtingly occur, but he was fond of the fear in the voices. He glanced at the dining table his father was seated at. His father caught his eye and gave him a soft smile before waving an envelope with the Hogwarts seal on it.Kyungsoo was curious on the prospect of being so close to other students who would no doubt isolate him. He wondered if they would provoke him. The very thought sent his throwing needles twirling between his fingers in sheer excitement.He approached his father, who handed him the supply list."I have no doubt you can protect yourself in Diagon Alley. Unless you would rather have your mother and I there, which I don't think you do. You aren't fond of the attention. Just keep the deaths to a minimum, yeah?" He sent Kyungsoo a wink. Kyungsoo felt a smile stretch across his face, which surprised his father. It didn't appear to be a malevolent smile. How unusual for him.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The reason he wasn't encouraged to go out into the world by himself wasn't because of his age or the whole "you-could-get-kidnapped" thing. It was to protect the outside world from him. If his little experimental needles were enough to pierce through Albus Dumbledore's shield's, then the Do couple was very afraid of what would happen to those who dared to cross him. Of course, his parents had little to fear.Kyungsoo always gave a warning shot. A grazing of the cheek by a red needle was usually enough warning. Not only was blood be drawn, but perhaps the poison (they weren't sure how Kyungsoo had gotten poison into his grasp, but they didn't really want to know) would seep into the wound. It wasn't lethal poison, only a bit of irritation for a week or so, an infection at worst.But an unsupervised trip to Diagon Alley would remedy the limited effects of his poison. Maybe then those who deserved it would be too busy running to a hospital to continue to bother Kyungsoo.That thought sent him running into the tea room, interrupting whatever important conversation had been occurring inside to kiss his mother on the cheek and bowing slightly to the Headmaster and he told his mother that he would be back as soon as he could before walking out of the room quickly.The Headmaster quietly asked if it was a good idea to let the young boy out by himself, and Kyungsoo smiled as his mother responded in almost a laughing tone, "I wouldn't be too worried about him, more worried about everyone else."~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chanyeol and Yura always did their shopping without their parents. It was less stressful when there weren't random people screaming insults at their father. Yura had gained a hatred towards the Light, perhaps only forgiving her brother since he didn't act Dark, like most of the people in their social circle. She was often seen as a carbon copy of her mother, while Chanyeol wasn't even close to similar to the public image of his father.Yura supposed she could forgive him, simply because she had overheard the plan for Chanyeol. In her opinion, he was the most important member of the family. Or he would be, within a few years.While she drifted off into her mind, Chanyeol separated from her side. He could find her later. He did his shopping better when he didn't have an angry sister glaring at everyone who gave them a dirty look. No one knew what the youngest Park looked like when he wasn't being followed by his parents.He read the list and decided to get his Potions supplies. He was somewhat close to the Potions professor, as he had been in the Dark Order with his father and had encountered him once or twice. Yura was on better terms with him and had edited Chanyeol's supply list with what she knew would be better for him.He trusted her instinct more than a piece of paper. Especially if the greasy haired man was as unpleasant in class as he often appeared he was.As he entered, he felt something hit the shield his father had put on him and Yura before leaving the house. He hadn't felt it shatter, but it brought him unease as he stepped further into the shop. He gave the room a quick sweep, searching for someone who was looking at him or gave any sign of being the culprit. He swore he saw someone peer at him between two shelves, but they quickly disappeared. He looked down and saw a shiny red needle on the ground. He picked it up and felt a small burning on his fingers. Using his ("10 meter long, I swear on my life," Yura often said) legs to move quickly to where he had seen the person.There was no one there and Chanyeol felt like an idiot."Nice shield you got there. Even my special needles couldn't break it."Chanyeol turned in surprise and saw a boy standing there, much shorter than him, but intimidating nonetheless."My uh father put them up." The boy nodded and Chanyeol stuck out his hand with the needle in it."I believe this is yours," He gestured. The boy tilted his head and raised his eyebrow at the red appearance of Chanyeol's fingers."Your skin is reacting badly to the poison on it. Interesting." He took the needle out of Chanyeol's hand and twirled it between his fingers. The light reflected off the tiny metal object winked up at him. Poison?"You were planning on killing me." It wasn't a question."It would've caused a bit of irritation. Not death... I don't have the right kind of poison yet.""You're crazy."The boy grinned."I do act that way, don't I?" He shook his head. "I wanted to test the waters with you. I recognized you from a picture. My mother told me to stay away from you."Chanyeol felt a pang in his chest."Why would she do that?"The boy shrugged."She thinks you'll be bad influence on me. I think its fascinating that she thinks I could be worse than I already am."He started walking away, a small box in his hands clinking with glass vials inside, no doubt."I'll see you around then."Chanyeol couldn't find any words to say and offered a small wave. The boy gave him a smirk that had Chanyeol wondering if his father was really the Dark one.The boy stopped by a small shelf and picked up a vial of purple liquid. It didn't look good from where Chanyeol was standing. As the boy disappeared to the front, no doubt going to pay, Chanyeol moved towards the shelf with the purple liquid.It was basilisk poison. He suddenly felt very light headed as he wondered who this kid was.The shield was hit again and he saw a still wet needle with a purple tint. As he glanced up, the boy was studying him."Worth a shot."Chanyeol was very thankful that his father had trained with the Dark Lord to make the strongest shield.   ♥ | Edited