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Cornelius Seymour VII Slytherin

At this point, if someone told Cornelius they could get all of his revision into his brain and make it stay there and all they had to do was drill a hole in his skull, he would probably let them. He had tried, and tried, and TRIED, and no matter how well he knew the material outside of class...

bink!

Cornelius was pleasantly surprised when the older boy backed down immediately. Some people at this school knew their place, at least. "Be more careful next time, other people have places to be! I have very important studying to do, and you've held me up now! It's a lucky thing we only bumped...

Looking around, Cornelius couldn't see any adults who seemed to be attached to this boy. He had heard the Ravenclaw Head of House had her daughter at the castle sometimes, but this boy didn't look anything like the professor, and definitely didn't look like anyone's daughter. He scowled when...

False, just finished my tea and am trying (failing) to get up the energy to go make another. TPBM already knows who they want to sort next year :r

For Gregory!! https://hogwarts.nz/threads/collision-course.116842/

Today couldn't be worse if it tried. Cornelius had had a letter from home just reminding him, as if an entire holiday of disdain and tutors hadn't been enough, that if his grades weren't flawless this year he would be in real trouble. He knew all too well the expectations, the requirements...

For Oz!! https://hogwarts.nz/threads/be-better.116841/

Cornelius was not going to dwell on his holidays. He was going to keep his head held high, and he was going to be better. Last year had been... a practice year, that was it. Just a practice, this time he was going to show what he was really made of. If nothing else, he was going to get...

Cornelius couldn't keep the grin off his face. This couldn't have gone better in his wildest dreams. "For me?" He said in false modesty as he took the rose and flicked it open, pretending he didn't know exactly what the card said. "Cornelius, you are so smart." He read out loudly, with a...

While his last rose hadn't been perfect, Cornelius still had faith in his plan. Everyone else would see how many roses he was getting and how popular he was, and would clamour to be his friend. They didn't need to know who this "secret" admirer was. Knowing he had one rose left to come...

Cornelius knew he had two more roses coming for him, and just the thought filled him with glee. Having a "secret admirer" was pretty great, and surely the rest of the school would be intrigued enough to follow suit. It was a perfect plan. They would all see that he was extremely popular...

As far as Cornelius was concerned, his plan for today was flawless. He had three roses coming his way, and he was sure that had to be more than any of his classmates. It didn't matter who they were from, after all. Who could possibly identify such a loving secret admirer? His heart only...

Cornelisu scowled. "Its not important." He snapped, scrunching and unscrunching the envelope.

"NO!" Cornelius yelped, clutching the letter to his chest. Nobody could know about his grades.

Cornelius looked down at the letter. He really didn't want to have to read it, but... "Well, maybe I don't want to lose it." He retorted lamely.

Cirnelius scowled. "Maybe i want to lose it." he said pointedly, then regretted admitting it. "why do you care?"