christmas time was now in full swing at hogwarts, & cassius wilkes knew that this was the last moment of full happiness that these children would get to experience. he remembered this feeling, one he had when he was just a third year at the school. the panic was ever growing, every week he’d hear about the next muggleborn taken. every week he’d be terrified that he’d lose his parents to one of them.
a dance couldn’t cure what was about to happen, but he wanted to see the people who thought it would. he watched. cassius was best at watching & that was all he had to do as a chaperone after all. maybe the happiness would wear away, maybe something terrible would happen. it was all under his control after all.
















