"Don't speak of my family. You have no right," she glared at him as her bottom lip quivered. "You're right," the girl looked caught a bit off guard by that. However, she remained wary. "I don't have any right. To witness something like that; to survive it, it's… scaring and I'm not talking about the visible kind. It's the scars we can't see that are truly damaging."

I feel like Ravenclaw, Slytherin and Hufflepuff don't get enough love in the books so I decided to experiment with characters of my own design as the focal point. This is a series of drabbles with each piece about a different character from a different Hogwarts house. Further explanation is at the beginning of the each chapter. Enjoy! (Formally "Scales, Feathers and Fur")