Cursed Star

Orion Carrow || 15yo || Slytherin

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H E L I O S

Orion wrinkled his nose and shook his head, certain he looked as disgusted and offended as he was feeling in the heat of the moment. “I’ll have you know, I also do not let bean waterwithin an inch of me either, thank you. An Iced Cap is the perfect blend of ice, cream, sugar, and a faux coffee extract that is nothing like real coffee and tastes infinitely better. It’s all iced caps during the day, and alcohol at night for me,” he said, mouth curling up into something amusing. It was tragic, in his opinion, that so much of the world was deprived of the goodness and trashiness that was Tim Hortons and by extension it’s Iced Caps. He was half-certain the reason his parents had picked Canada over Germany to live in was because his papa would straight up leave his dad if he tried to take his Tim Hortons away from him. Helios could certainly relate to that.

He tried to follow the other male’s instructions, looking back over to the professor, but she didn’t seem to have moved on from her point at all, and he could already feel his eyes glazing over. “My papa’s a muggle so it’d be a bit of a fluke for me to be in that class. What exactly am I gonna study?”

    “You really aren’t selling me on it. Faux things sound as terrible as I imagine they would be...” he shrugged, assuming such things had to be created by muggle and he truly had no biased about that he equally had no understanding of it. The muggle world was always a poor experssion in his house hold, even if the times had made what his mother would describe as ‘soft’. “But--” he jumped in on himself, to somewhat contradict his previous statemnet, “cream and sugar can save almost anything. That’s how I take my tea, two sugars though.” He straightened up as the professor glanced over at their directions, covering up his total lack of classroom etiquette. Taking a moment to flip through pages of his divination volume until he looked away again, Orion couldn’t help but enjoy his banter with the other boy. He definitely wasn’t someone he graviated to---as if he was English he’d definitely be a Qudditch-Mate aka bit of a tosser if he was being judgemental that is. Though for the moment he was a nice distraction from Fate and Destiny. 

    “Probably nothing but easy O I guess.” shrugging, “My parents are Pureblooded and though things have changed they like to keep the dislike of muggles more privately than outwardly.” he made a face, his body langauge speaking volumes of how opposite he felt on the topic, “But when I graduate I plan on staying somewhere muggle for a bit. Just to say I have.” 

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I S A B E L L A

Isabella nodded. “Yeah, I certainly wouldn’t want to be put up against Brynn.” She admitted knowing it was the truth. “I shouldn’t laugh but it was probably amusing.” Even Isabe lla could admit to that and it made her think of the times she sent random things home to her sister for that very reason. “So, when does it start getting warm around here? Winter seems to last forever back home in Canada. It gets much colder there though so this is kind of nice.”

    “I wouldn’t I either, I heard she faced a Hippogryph...so she must be tough as nails.” Since if it was him, he’d just cast a shield charm around him and huddle in it like a turtle until help came. “Hmm, well...” he thought about last year as it is a bit finnicky, “Usually mid Febuary or March, but don’t expect anything too warm. It is still windy and rainy here, but definitly bareable... Most of our green comes back by April and that’s when the pixie return to the forest. It isn’t really spring until smeone kepts pranked on by a Doxy here.” he smiled, wodnering how Canada was but mainly the magical communities there. It sounded far different than here. 

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V A L E N T I N O

Valentino could feel Orion tense up under his fingers, and that just would not do. “Relax,” [READ MORE]

     Orion could only think of his restraint, his fear of loosing himself in Valentino. The moment he told him to ease up; relax. It sounded easy but his skin still felt like quivering underneath the boy’s embrace. His jeans inched down his body, rubbing down him until only the crisp air and Val’s warm hands were felt against his skin. Vunerablity was the toxicity he felt, the shame of himself. He didn’t know how to revel in himself or his sexuality, since up until now he had escaped into fantasy than applying it to reality. YET,  he crooned when his cock was being touched by the other---the slow strokes pulling from the base of his shaft up to the tip of his cock caused Orion’s nerves to be replaced with jolts of arousal

              “Ahh, merlin.” he breathed out at moment Val broke from looking at him and swallowed him in his mouth. Orion’s hand started to play and curl into the wizards hair, as his headed bobbed back and forth against his hips---his hot mouth, his tongue rolling up and down him, it was everything. Th brief moments when he’d press deeper into Valentino, his hands would tighten in his locks, shoving his cock further into him until he could feel the back of his throat letting out a heavy moan. 

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H E L I O S

Helios looked over to the male sitting next to him in interest. A Hogwarts student, by the looks of it. He shrugged at what he thought might be a jab but also didn’t sound like was meant to be a jab.

“I just don’t see why I’m supposed to put so much stock in the sky or in what my tea says. I don’t even like tea. Why should I drink it just so that my future can supposedly be spelled out for me? It’s leaf water. Give me an Iced Cap from Tim Hortons over that any day,” he said, grinning and then shaking his head. “I just feel like this class is a waste of time. It should be an elective like muggle studies is or something.”

    He had no idea what a Tim Hortons was nor did he really care, but Orion couldn’t hide his face as the other insulted tea. “Well I rather drink leaf water, as you so eloquent put it than your Cap-whatever. Or---” grinning, “bean water as you might put it.”  Ivermorny students were so interesting to him, as they seemed like they wanted nothing more than to be opposite of Hogwarts students; of most of the UK. History might have explained it but he shrugged it off, putting down his pen and kept whispering to the other from the third to last table in the back. 

    “Waste of time, maybe, it’s not that terrible but you are in UK now. We have a whole ministry department devoted to prophecies...so just sit back and accept the long year.” This wasn’t like him to be distracted in class but it was Divinations after all, so he’d let it slide, “Muggle studies sounded interesting but I’d probably fail at it since I’ve never been there before. So...but I agree, I rather this be elective to.” 

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H E L I  O S

Helios jerked up from where he’d slumped over on his desk, and blinked tiredly in the direction of the Divination professor. She was saying something about fate and destiny but he couldn’t be bothered to figure out the finer details. He just wanted to go back to the Durmstrang dormitories to sleep.

He turned to the person next to him. “Are we supposed to be able to follow this nonsense?” He mumbled, yawning.

     Orion didn’t love Divinations but it was part of his cirriculm until next year, when he’d ultimately drop it, but until then he aimed to excel---even if certain aspects of the magical art seemed like spouted ideas of crazy people. He was about half way through jotting down a sentence, something about manifested destiny, when a voice pulled him away from his page. He had a deep tone, definitely not from his school.

     “I mean yes if you tried.” Orion didn’t mean to sound harsh, just offered some truth. “I mean.” he tried back peddling, “No and yes, the professor is fairly subjective so normally you can bullshit through the course work.”flashing the transfer a soft smile. 

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I S A B E L L A

“Then butterbeer it is. It will be good in case I end up back here after graduation.” Isabella told him with a grin figuring it was going to be that way anyhow. Then at least she could say she tried it while she was there. “I haven’t. There’s so much to try. I am trying to pace myself or else I will end up in a sugar coma before they send me home. I’ll have to look for them next time though since you give them such a rave review.” Isabella took his offered hands. “Nice to meet you. Oh, I am Isabella Pommel. I am part of the Ilvermorny official cheering section.”

      “Ivermorny, nice.” he releaser her hand, “Also I don’t blame you, that Brynn girl looks fierce and I’m glad she’s on our ‘team’” he made hand quotes, since it as still weird thinking of teams in the Tri-Cup. “I know Selena personally she speaks highly of your girl, so I’m glad to have you on the cheering team then.” he laughed, waving over a waitress so they could order and went back to small talk as she left. “Definitely can go into a candy coma here, but try to read all the packaging on the things there...I saw some poor Uagadou kid’s face swell up and go read after eating a Scorching Red Sucker. It was funny since he had no idea what was happening.” 

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I C A R U S

Icarus rolled his eyes, taking a swig of his drink. “Apologies that hearing someone state the obvious hurts your little feelings so much. Perhaps you should try growing up and we’ll welcome you to reality.” He tilted his head a bit, facial expression schooled into one of polite nonchalance. He was used to people being overly hurt by his bluntness but it never phased him much. If they couldn’t handle the truth, that’s not on him. He adopted a faux expression of deep thought. “I’ll go with the latter.”

     “No what’s ‘hurting my feelings’ as you so misread, is the fact you are digusting and bitter person to joke about life with little to no remorse for it....I understand reality fairly well thank you. No need to let it turn me into someone like you cause of it.” Orion was skating on thin ice, as he knew of the boy and some of the rumors that floated around him. Cruel and hotheaded were the two words that stuck with the Slytherin when he heard of him. “Noted then, glad to see you are an ass and a prick at the same time.” he lifted his hand to make an ‘a-okay’ sign. 

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V A L E N T I N O

Valentino kept his hungry gaze on him, feeling hot all over as the want he felt for the other boy sent his blood rushing. He wanted to devour Orion 

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    Orion held him tenderly, his hands pulling from his waist once Valentino took charge, replacing them up around the other wizard’s neck. He was really going to do this? He felt strange, his skin felt embossed with a new sensation. Whether it be lust and disgust, Orion did not quake underneath the feeling. Instead he breathed the in the moment, basking in the glory of it; of this present. “I will, I promise.” he sounded as if he was praying to Val, almost like this was some religious experience he was going to partake in. FOOLISH. This was just sex, a cardinal decision between two bodies—not two souls. For what Orion felt this was and how the Castelobruxo boy would make it, could blur the lines between their relationship.

    It was a scary decision, feeling this vunerable and intoxicated with a sensation that few words described. When Orion watched Val get on his knees, a lump in his throat strangled his words, forcing him to stay silent, while his body focused on other matters. He flinched when his zipper was pulled down, a shiver of realization shooting through him. His virgin senses put the pieces together, as he anxiously awaited for his cock to be taken in by the other. The warmth, the pure bliss of it all—the memories of that day flooded him over again. He waited for the familiarity he secretly reserved for himself to relish in and he alone…. 

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 Orion Carrow; Playlist ↳ Blinded by Your Darkness 14 track ft Valentino de la Cruz

Underdressed-VÉRITÉ ○ Couple of Kids---Maggie Lindemann ○ Open Arms---RKCB Coloring---Kevin Garrett ○ To and Fro---Backbone ○ Electric Touch---A R I Z O N A ○ Issues---Julia Michaels ○ I Want You so Bad---Glades ○ Wasted Youth---FLETCHER Home---Gabrielle Aplin ○ Don’t Give Up On my Love-Caitlyn Smith ○ &burn-Billie Elish ○ Take-Miranda Glory  ○ Body Talk-1ST VOW (x)

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I C A R U S 

Icarus dragged a palm over his face, before settling down at his usual table in the Great Hall.  He took a swig from his pumpkin juice before looking down at himself and realizing his button down was off, revealing purplish marks up his neck. He huffed, buttoning and rebuttoning to hide them. The missing girl had died in St.Mungos that morning and it seemed like the castle hadn’t stopped buzzing in the short time since it was announced. “Everyone’s playing like they thought she’d wake up or something. We knew she was basically dead months ago.” 

     “Wow is that your professional opinion or just an arrogant one? Really I’d love for the clarification...” Orion spoke up, remembering the familiar face during the task. Icarus’ bitterness was infectious in the sense of how it flared a confident facade in the boy---his anger over him causing Orion to speak out as if that was a normal response for the youngest Carrow. “Do you have any tact or just opting it out for sheer assery?” Orion gripped his mug of tea, eyes staring back at him, letting his mind whirl with thoughts and curse words. 

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V A L E N T I N O

Valentino couldn’t help the sudden flaring of want in him, when Orion was looking and talking like that. The Slytherin was looking at him with hungrier eyes than usual and Val was certainly not going to look that gift horse in the mouth. He released his tie, instead moving his arms to wrap around his waist, pulling him flush against him as Orion continued to speak. He couldn’t help but tighten his grip, gasping at the pinch of teeth on his neck, before sighing at the tickle of gentle lips replacing them. He liked this Orion very much. He tilted his head and caught Orion’s lips with his own, licking into his mouth, before pulling back to bite at his lower lip, before withdrawing completely. “We haven’t. I’m feeling very hurt and neglected,” he murmured, his darkened eyes flickering from Orion’s eyes, back to his lips, and then back up.

“We can rectify that now though,” he said, pulling back to take Orion’s arm and lead him over to his bed. He tilted his head to look at the Slytherin over his shoulder. “You do want to make it up, don’t you?” He asked, licking his own lips as he waited for an answer.

     Being lead like a lamb to the slaughter, an unknowing truth that Val had over Orion was tradgic as it was  e n t i c i n g . Being whatever the other wizard needed was igniting everything Orion had every wanted since he could understand he wanted it. Hormones surging through his blood stream caused his skin to feel faintly like a flcikering flame, a lust fueled symptom that was being a teenage boy, alone, together with someone you wanted. Longing as a defintion would fall short to how badly Orion’s bones ached in this moment; the magnet pull that Valentino held over him was nothing but sheer of WICKED. “You neglected?” he shot back, a testiness in his tone yet was playful too. “I believe someone has been more distracted as of late.” even if he knew it was warranted.

     He took a few more steps towards the bed, his taken arm being pulled closer to Val, while his other hand held firmly at waistline of his pants---the tips of his fingers gently worming underneath his shirt so he could brush his skin. Whatever the idea of ‘sexy’ was, Orion gripped onto it, trying to tell himself he was ready as he spoke lowly between them. “I planned on making it up to you.” he chuckled to himself, his nerves manifesting, though he whispered lightly while his eyes looked down at where his hand laid. “I’m not wearing any underwear for you....” shyness pulling throughout his words. 

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I S A B E L L A 

“Is it?” Isabella asked not entirely convinced. Her mom insisted that sweet potatoes were the greatest things every grown, but Isabella figured they were better suited to a rubbish bin, as the English would call it. “Oh, I like sweets well enough. More so since I’ve found the sweet shoppe here.” She admitted. “I think I’d like to try it though. You only live once, right?” It definitely seemed to be the drink of choice. “Unless you have something else you would recommend over it?”

      “Definitely not. Butterbeer is a pride and joy for us Brits...it be almost sacrilegious for me to offer you anything else.” he laughed lightly, before smiling about the sweet shoppe “Have you tried Sugared Butterfly Wings yet?” he had to ask out of curiousity but mostly since it was his favorite sweet there. When spring rolled around the crystalized monarch wings were is ultimate favorite. “Oh!” he shook his head, “Where are my manners?” he offered his hands, “I’m Orion Carrow, Hogwarts student.” he cringed slightly remembering that part might have been obvious, “And you are?” 

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V A L E N T I N O

Valentino had been replying to a letter from his mother, deep in thought as he updated her on everything that had happened over the course of the past few weeks, making sure to let her know that Ahren was out of the hospital wing. He added a few more details about how things were here in Europe, and then asked a few questions of his own, about how things were at home, if his parents had made any major progress in their life’s work, how business was going. Before he could finish his reply however, he heard a sharp rap on his door, and turned, tense for a moment before he relaxed at the sight of Orion in the door frame. “Never a bad time when it’s you,” he said, beckoning him in with a tilt of his head as he tapped the parchment with his wand twice. The first tap dried the ink, the second abruptly snapped the parchment back into a roll.

He got up and gently grabbed Orion by the tie, reeling him in. “To what do I owe this pleasure?”

    PLEASURE, it hummed from his lips and twisted the the sensibility that laid weakly across Orion’s skin. One word, his voice, churned the atoms in him---letting the memory he held of them to resurface. Orion stood there silently, his eyes staring at Valentino for a moment as he replayed the other wizard’s panting in his head over and over like a broken record. Heavy, drenched in lust; it was intoxicating. Enough so that the young Slytherin didn’t want to wait anymore. He wanted his  f a n t a s y to become his reality. “Well I know it’s been a stressful time for you.” he willinging let himself be drawn closer to him, “and I’ve been really patient.” he grinned, mildly from his nerves but more so from the naughtiness that was boiling in him. “Like really, really patient.” he leaned further, their bodies pressed against one another, his lips hovering over Val’s neck as he spoke but once he finished he nipped at him. “But I’m done waiting.” he lifted his lips higher, just below the boy’s ear kissing him sweetly. 

         “We never got to celebrating your victory have we?” 

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Orion Carrow; Headcanon 003 ↳ Family Tree as of January 1st 2023

“Carrow line is one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight families who in recent history have been painted as sadistic and cruel family to be born from. ”

Mother: Flora Carrow, 39, Witch—Hogwarts Alumni works in the department of International Magical Office of Law.

Father: Anthony Jenkins, 39, Wizard—ilvermorny Alumni works as a Metal-charmer.

Maternal Aunt: Hestia Carrow, 39, Witch—Hogwarts Alumni works as a Potioneer.

Paternal Cousin: Tristan Jenkins, 17 deceased, Wizard —Ilvermorny Alumni; suicide.

Son: Orion Carrow, 15, Wizard—Hogwarts student.

Maternal Cousin: Cassius Carrow, 16, Wizard—Hogwarts Student.

Paternal Uncle: Mason Jenkins, 37, Wizard—Ilvermorny Alumni works as a Herbologist.

Paternal Aunt: Sierra Jenkins, 32, Witch—Ilvermorny Alumni works as Broom Maker.

Maternal Grandmother: Selene Carrow, 76, Witch—Hogwarts Alumni and is a retired Astronomer. 

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V A L E N T I N O; Going all in

    Orion had been giving Valentino his space between everything that was happening. Between the task, then to his friend Ahren, and the time it took for him to heal---it forced a lot out of Orion to not be clingy. His nature was to latch on, to love deeply and foolishly but he reeled himself in. Between seeing his boyfriend between classes or sometimes at dinner, the rest of his time was updating him about Arhen. Their time before the competition felt so long ago, but still burned a fierce memory that Orion held on tightly to; even reveled in it when he was alone at night. So now it being about a week since things were getting back to normal, he made his way to Valentino’s living quarters a short walk off the castle grounds. He asked a few other students where he needed to go, others made twisted faces and pointed, which he found strange but ingored it. 

       Walking up towards one of the marked doorframes, he saw his boy sitting at his desk, before he knocked on the wood. “Hey, sorry to drop in. Bad timing?” 

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J A M E S

———— on that lovely saturday morning, james was woken up by a sharp feeling of pain in his abdomen followed by the sudden need to throw up. every muscle in his body ached, his head felt as heavy as a boulder and his heart was racing at a million miles an hour. as the lion struggled into an upright position, a pang of realization suddenly hit him. ❝ oh, fuck me… not now… ❞ truth be told he had been ignoring the symptoms for the past couple of days, hoping they would not intensify until he got the chance to get his next fix. oh, how wrong he had been. now all that was left to do was get as far away as possible from civilization, wait it out and hope that in the meantime martin would come through with his promise. even though the castle was warm and pleasant james still felt the need to throw on an extra layer of clothing as his body refused to stop shivering even after two heating charms. he was more than certain of the fact that he looked like absolute shit and avoided passing by the mirror in the room.

as quickly and as quietly as he could, the gryffindor made his way out of the boys’ dormitory and into the corridors. his right hand was wrapped tightly around a small, metallic box. james was in desperate need of fresh air and solitude as he waited for the worst that was yet to come. since it was still fairly early in the morning the school was void of any other presence, making it easy to sneak out undetected. he only made it up to the greenhouse before nausea got the best of him. since it wasn’t a school day, james was rather certain that nobody would walk in on him. so, trying no trip over anything in his rush, the gryffindor made his way towards the far back of the room. once there he tosses the content of the box on a table and began rummaging through the various small packets that had spilt out of it. just as he found the correct one and was preparing to celebrate the small victory, james heard the door of the greenhouse creak open. quickly he covered his stash with a couple pots lying around the table and pretended to be interested in a fern he’d just spotted lying around the table. ❝ please don’t be longbottom… ❞ james muttered under his breath as he heard footsteps approach him.

     Orion had no plans to be awake this early, yet his body seemed to betray him followed after his mind. The events of his friends and his lover being wrapped up in the aftermath of the task caused him to feel worthless; which only then added guilt to that feeling. He wasn’t the one in a coma, he wasn’t up in arms about a fellow friend bruised and batter in a hospital---he was safe and intact, yet why did he feel so BROKEN? The young Slytherin felt too much with his heart, letting himself feel the pain of others instead of protecting his own-self. Did is father do this to him? Was it a product of his family and their cruelity? Really it might have been all a fluke...which still led to no answers for him. Instead he hated the loneliness his room became with Scorpius being absent from it and with his mind wide awake, he needed an escape. Throwing on some wool pants and his school robe, he aimed out of the dungeons and towards the main floor; to fresh air. 

     He had no idea where he was going, his feet guiding him with everystep, while his eyes just glanced around at the stillness of the day. Being up before other students and perhaps some faculty was always nice, since at times he ran when he could in the morning. It gave him clarity, in which he was hoping to find. Somehow though, The Fates perhaps, seemed to lead him somewhere that would cause him more problems---more questions. Poking his head into the greenhouse, he quickly heard a voice that startled him as he expected to be alone. “Uh, no....” he shot back, picking up on who the voice belonged to. “James?” he asked, knowing they two weren’t close but being a Potter in Hogwarts...it almost seemed like everyone knew you. 

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I S A B E L L A

“What is butterbeer?” Isabella asked a passerby in the cafe as she glanced at the menu. Being somewhere new was excited but some of the local fare was a bit, suspicious to her. Hot coca was a safer option but she had been trying to be better about trying new things. “I can’t decide if I want to try it or just get something else…”

     “Butterbeer?” he asked back inquisitively, “Only like the best thing in the world!” flashing the girl a smile before realizing she might be one of the exchange students visiting Hogwarts (as most were it seemed). “Basically it’s like a sweet and creamy drink, best on cold days.” nodding, “Do you like sweets or were you wanting to try something else?” At this point he stepped closer to her, moving out of the way as other wizards and witches walked past them.