Impervious

by Dubious Sight

'He placed another line next to the other twenty-five. Twenty of them—now twenty-one—were all perfectly parallel.' A collection of drabbles surrounding Owen Cauldwell, Hufflepuff. Written for Fire the Canon's Character of the Week Drabble Competition.

2. Chapter 2

Impervious

Prompt: involve Hogwarts, Hogsmeade or Diagon Alley in some way

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He was walking along the corridor, his magic surrounding him as was required by his circumstances. However, it was a catch 22, really. By constantly shielding himself, the glow of the ever-present shield was visible to all the students—and it was a dark grey, almost black as a result of his magical affinity.

He turned to walk down the stairs leading almost directly to the Great Hall. He carefully surveyed his surroundings before allowing his shield to drop. He didn't dare to have it in use when the teachers were near—they were inclined to take points for his display of 'ridiculous behaviour' no matter how necessary it was.

He tensed, his senses alerting him to the flying glass bottle moments before it hit him. He was not fast enough to prevent it, nor the near fatal fall that followed down the stairs after. His magical core was exhausted from an entire day of holding the shield in place. He couldn't prevent the physical abuse from his attackers.