ifunanya_Dueze

Everybody knew it. It was an unspoken truth. There wouldn't be any Wizarding World without the Farrows. If the Sacred Twenty-eight were a royal court, the Farrows would be the royal family.

Always perfect, always proper, always in the highest positions. Prefects, head boys/girls, headmasters/
headmistresses, ministers. The Farrows ruled their world ever since the first Farrow was selected to be taught by Rowena Ravenclaw.

Ruthless, clever, and calculating. That's how they climbed to the top and stayed there for a millennium.

But as their empire crumbles beneath their feet under the pressure of upcoming war, will they stay true to their family credo?

 

Per aspera ad astra

not mine
original author: adhd_dreamer
on ao3

chapter 1 goblet of fire