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Twist of Fate
It was hard, having the life you should have led snatched away from you by a cruel twist of fate. Marius felt the truth of that statement everyday.
He should have been preparing for Hogwarts.
He should have been buying his books, an owl, getting excited about his new wand. Instead he was listening to his parents hushed conversations about the 'problem.'
Marius wasn't their son anymore. He was the squib. The problem.
They discussed him in whispers, silencing any mentions when he walked into the room. They tiptoed around him as though his 'squib-ness' might be contagious.
It didn't take them long to come to a conclusion on the best way to deal with him.
The solution was the easiest - and the cruelest.
Cast out.
Forgotten.
The transition was hard. Pens instead of quills, cooking and cleaning instead of simply calling for an elf to do it for you. Electricity. It wasn't the hardest part though.
The hard part was, despite everything you learned growing up about blood and name being the most important things, that there is something more important.
Learning that blood might be thicker than water, but magic was thicker than blood.