Beauty and the Beast: Hogwarts Edition
By Kalison A.
Prolouge
Disclaimer: Only the plot and any OCs are mine.
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Many years ago, there was a student. Now, now, if I were to tell you his name, I would ruin the story. For the purposes of the telling of a story, I shall refer to him as Simon.
Now Simon was not involved with the best of crowds. Ipso facto, they were probably the worst thing that could happen to him.
Simon turned from the path of innocence near the end of his fifth year at Hogwarts. He began to immerse himself in his studies, slowly sinking deeper within himself, hiding completely from those who might have cared for him.
One particularly cold and frigid evening found him kneeled before a man who was a man no longer, but a true monster in human form. He recieved a mark of evil that night, upon his left forearm, black against his fair skin. Simon slept restlessly that night, partially in a dream, partially in the world of the concious. Neither here, nor there. In between, in one those places where somethings are neither this nor that. A place where the dead can live once more.
In this place, Simon was confronted by a woman, who sadly shook her head at the poor boy, her son. She spoke, her voice full of remorse, and of hallowed regret.
"My son, you have chosen the path that goes against your very being. You were an inspiring, bright lad. You had the intelligence to know that this is not something meant to be done. For this, I shall place a curse upon you. You, my son, shall be a beast, one that shall be able to talk, comprehend, and know. Seeing what path you have chosen hasalso led me to granting you the lenicy of you not haveing to reatin the form when I deem necessary. But in those times you will have the attitudes of a beast, you will be considered irrational, and be shunned by most. Your appearance will be altered to best fit your new found Dark side. This curse will be judged by The Red Rose. It will bloom for twenty-one years, the curse becoming permanent by the time the last petal has fallen. There be a way to break the curse. You are to learn to love once more, and earn her love in return. Now, awaken, and live your life. Farewell, my wayward son."
Simon woke in a cold sweat to find that in the upcoming months, following his seventeenth birthday, that she spoke true.
And this is where our story begins...