Rian wasn't sure what he was going to do with his life, not really. He just lived with this feeling in the pit of his stomach, this knowledge that whatever he was destined for, it was greatness. In some shape or form, Rian wanted to leave the world a better place than what he had been born into. Shortly after his birth, Voldemort had supposedly been killed and life had gotten better as the years went by for his family. Death eaters were convicted, sentenced to Azkaban and slowly but surely, the evil that Voldemort had been so heavily involved in was righted.
Just like every other wizard out there, the ones that were on the right side of history, fear had been their immediate reaction once the rumors of Voldemort's return were proven true. The lines weren't just drawn in sand, but in stone. You either sided with the Dark Lord or you were against him. There was no other choice, not really, as far as the wizarding world was concerned.
Rian would never admit it to anyone, in part because he knew it could land him in trouble, but he was relieved when Harry had formed Dumbledore's Army. It gave the Gryffindor a sense of purpose, the feeling that maybe he was doing something worthwhile. Maybe that when the fight came to Hogwarts, if it did, that he would be able to do something other than to cower behind the teachers.
School was boring at times and at times, it was exciting. He enjoyed potions and defense against the dark arts, when it was taught by a capable teacher at least. Rian did his best in class, even when he was paired with less than ideal partners. Like a Slytherin pureblood. Rian was just as pureblooded as she was but they held entirely separate beliefs, or so Rian thought. What he hadn't been expecting as the year wore on and he was repeatedly teamed up with her, that he started to see her as more of a human and not just a closeminded blood elitist.
Climbing aboard the train at platform 9 3/4, Rian slipped into the first empty booth he came across. He was excited to say the least, hopeful that Madalyn would happen across him and actually want to sit with him. Though he wasn't going to hold his breathe, not quite yet. He knew how awful it would look for her reputation.
(omg I feel like this is horrible, I am sorry
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