𝕱rom the moment she was able to comprehend words, Cordelia Flint was taught, and expected, to stay away from those who’s blood wasn’t pure. It was the family ideology-- passed down from generation to generation, and that resulted in her being one of many (many is an understatement) of Flint’s who believed that she, because she was born of pure blood, was superior to all others who even different the slightest bit.
𝕭ut her views on blood supremacy that had been developed by her parents nagging and constant reminders began to crumble the day she stepped foot on Hogwarts soil, and the process was only further propelled by the ramblings of her cousin Winnie: “You’re just an ignorant piece of dragon dung if you believe in that mess, Cordelia.” And an ignorant piece of dragon dung she was, at least, until she laid eyes on Zacharias Smith.
𝕿he boy with the blonde hair had shown her a world she had never experienced before: one of first love-- but also one that caused her to begin to question what she believed in and numerous doubts about her life started to be the thoughts that frequented her mind. When Zacharias Smith disappears from her life, her overbearing cousin with a need to prove faith and family wrong drags her to a meeting full of rebellious lions, and suddenly her doubts become a little too real when the boy with raven hair and round glasses catches her attention...