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Thanks to ( @tangtangcat ) for discussing this idea with me💐!
This is just a spontaneous idea that came up during a message exchange, so I'll treat it as a abandoned. but I had a lot of fun making some images.
Prompt: Cuckoo A POV Albus tomarrymort fic depicting the downfall of the Potter family. The youngest brother just wants to destroy them. 〜〜〜
Albus hated his younger brother. They parents said that he and his sister were fraternal twins, but Albus never quite believed it. Because the brother looked like no one else in the family—except for their father.
Whose eyes are his—those almost black eyes, like dead leaves sinking at the bottom of a spring. Who did he inherit those cold eyes from?
His brother acted his age and attracted attention from everyone, but Albus suspected that his behavior was an act. Whenever he broke a vase, when he accidentally burned his father’s papers, when he made flowers rain down on the room with accidental magic, Albus felt that the whole situation was manipulated.
The youngest was perfectly able to attract the attention that the second son never received.
His older brother James was a straightforward character, and Albus envied his facial muscles. If he could smile with the same purity, Albus sometimes thought, he would be loved as much. Even when his brother's adventurous curiosity caused trouble, their parents forgave everything with a his single smile.
His younger sister Lily was curious and would ask questions about everything she saw. Everyone loved her questions like, "Why is the sky blue? Why are flowers so beautiful?". And she was the only girl among his siblings and She was especially a favorite of Grandma Molly. Albus suspected that if she hadn’t been born, they would have had another half dozen siblings.
But what about his younger brother? Albus never sensed the natural purity in him that his other siblings seemed to possess. At best, he was just a cute face. Albus thought his younger brother was more like him than the others, but he felt no real closeness to him. His brother was already talented—unlike Albus. But deep down, Albus suspected that his brother was just as rotten as he was. Whenever his brother did something, Albus could see right through him—he could understand exactly why he did it.
What Albus felt toward him wasn’t closeness, but a kind of self-hatred reflected in another
And in fact, Albus suspected that their father was aware of it, —To the rotten of his younger brother. Because his behavior was awkward around the boy, and his smile was always strained when they were together. But he tolerated the youngest. He paid him attention. It looked as if he was afraid to take his eyes off him. At least, that’s how Albus felt.
“Dad…Harry Potter ain’t got no time for me.” Albus clenched his fist every time he thought about it. He thought about setting the house on fire, but he didn’t. Because Albus was different from his brother. Albus had no intention of throwing a tantrum to attract attention. He even considered his lack of presence a virtue. ——A quiet, Hassle-free second son. Albus focused on showing his virtue, hoping that his shadow would cover up his own incompetence. So he ignored everything. While wrinkling his clothes.
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Sorry it's incomplete🙃

















