He hated you.

From the moment you'd found out about his parents - both born without magic, or muggles as wizards called them - you'd made sure to create his own kind of hell.

There was no escaping you, you two shared most classes and your friends made sure to torture him too. He wasn't safe anywhere because of you. Hate wasn't a strong enough word to describe how he felt about you.

That suddenly changed. One day you and your friends were torturing him, the other you avoided him like the plague. He didn’t understand why, but he wouldn’t risk it, of course.

Today he was hiding in a secluded area of the library, studying for Charms.