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The Beginning of the End
Hugo watched as each of his older cousins went off to Hogwarts, returning with countless amazing tales of evil teachers and amazing quidditch teams. He excitedly waited for the day he would board the scarlet train. He discussed the wonders of Hogwarts with his cousins Lily and Lucy all the time.
Hugo was an intelligent boy though and noticed the concerned looks the adults gave him when he didn't show any signs of magic When he asked his dad and mom why Lily could do magic and he couldn't they assured him that his magic was just coming late. And that's how Hugo Weasley grew up. Honestly believing that he would do magic one day because he HAD too. He heard the stories about the old squib caretaker of Hogwarts and his young mind believed that everyone hated Filch because he was a squib. Hugo Weasley wasn't a squib because people liked him and people hated squibs.
No one believed he was a Squib until the year Lily and Lucy boarded the Hogwarts express and Hugo waved goodbye to them from the platform just like he had done with all of his other cousins. Hugo put on a brave face, but he knew this was the beginning of the end.
A/N: This is my first actual story so please review. Please let me know of any mistakes.