A.N. — There's next to no info on this poor guy, other than the Whomping Willow messed up his face. I made him old enough to know better, but also old enough to make a really stupid mistake. As always, I appreciate the new follows. Some reviews, whether containing ideas for drabbles or not, would also be nice.
15. Davey Gudgeon
He liked Herbology. It was an excuse, but that didn't mean it wasn't true.
Davey was bored, half-drunk on the firewhisky he was now of-age to buy, and avoiding studying for the NEWTs he knew he'd fail. He had a post-Hogwarts job lined up, gathering scarce potions ingredients; grades didn't matter. You couldn't just plant an exotic new tree on the grounds and not expect him to go see.
Oh, how he wished he'd never investigated that damnable willow.
Pomfrey told him his eyesight might recover. The scarring, though, would remain. His post-graduation prospects, like his vision, now looked dim.