' WELCOME TO THE
BILLION DOLLAR BOYS
CLUB, WEASLEY. '
THE FRATERNITY OF Slytherins has never been admirable in the eyes of Reece Whitney. He's hated his house since the Sorting Hat carded through his soul and pulled out the worst of him; painting a forest green target on his chest in the form of a Slytherin crest. So easily, Slytherins become intoxicated by power, blinded by magic and emboldened by those who hold the same ideals. He hates how Draco Malfoy so ardently spews a rhetoric of blood purity that Reece couldn't understand even if he tried.
Slytherins are evil, it's the common law. The unsaid truth that lives in every Quidditch game when no one cheers when they win, shows itself in how Dumbledore scolds Reese for finding himself in the restricted section of the Hogwarts Library, but few rewards Hermione Granger for doing the same.
Reese doesn't hate his classmates for thinking he's evil; but he did wish that his robes didn't have an emerald lining, and that his Head of House didn't cause poor Neville Longbottom to be seen crying during lunch.
Slytherin fellowship, as Reese knows it, is cold and calculating. It's dependent on a thirst to exploit passion for success, and Reese hates it.
He hates a lot of things about being a Slytherin, things that he couldn't dare say aloud.
Because as much as Reece hates being a Slytherin, he was placed in the house of snakes for a reason.
He's loved by his house mates as he helps to win the Quidditch games that Gryffindors swear are rigged anytime they don't win. He helps first years with the potions homework that brought the always quivering Neville Longbottom to tears. And he sends his robes home to his mother on the weekend so they can be dry cleaned.
So no, Reece doesn't hate his classmates for thinking he's evil, he just hates himself for fitting in so well.
It isn't a facade, not all of him at least. But he truly wished it was as it gets tiring, being the most hated outside of your own bubble.
It started with a rant to his best friend that began at dusk and carried on until the sun dragged itself into the horizon, streaking the sky with its early morning pinks and blues. It dawned a name only after Reece roped the only other Slytherins he knew wouldn't reveal how Slytherin's Emerald Boy (because Golden Boys are for pure hearted houses) hated his housemates. They met at midnight and only then were they their truest selves.
The Billion Dollar Boys Club, formed by the sons of old Slytherin money who use the American muggle term for money to defy blood purists, doesn't exist to anyone other than Reece Whitney, Phineas Kamdar, Danny Donahue, and Warren Schulz II.
And now, by an unfortunate accident, Fred Weasley.
MEET THE BILLION
DOLLAR BOYS CLUB!
( the cast of bdbc. )
jacob artist as
REECE WHITNEY
' i would shove a branding iron down
my own throat before i let a
gryffindor tell me what to do. '
avian jogia as
PHINEAS KAMDAR
' i think the secret of life
is just caring less about
things than you should. '
ryan potter as
WARREN SCHULZ II
' the astrology tower is
so cool, especially for sneaking
off with secret boyfriends! '
tom holland as
DANIEL DONAHUE
' i can't tell if you're
an idiot, or if i'm just
really, really, smart. '
( featuring! )
josefine pettersen as
CAMILLE SKEETER
' this is about more than
just my feelings reece.
what about yours? '
nya's lil notes. i came up with story after thinking hm what about ... the marauders ... except they're slytherins in harry's time at school. and this is what happened. yeah <3. the first act of this is almost completely plotted out ... which is very rare behavior for me so we'll see if this gets updated more than twice a year. it's also the first book in my first serious attempt at writing a series. it's me combatting jk rowling's shitty writing by writing a slytherin house redemption arc. period.
dedications. cIeopatras hexgirIs jediparker my favorite internet bitches lcveliza && ggguks who don't use this cursed app anymore but are still my best friends. -alewifes && kingbIack who both literally just write beautiful works so effortlessly && to all of the bitches who ardently believe the weasley twins deserved more screen time.
warnings. there are no straight people in this story or series. like literally none. i'm being serious. there's maybe like 3 token straights. if that bothers you then ... sorry? light swearing? a bit of period typical homophobia? angst? mentions of anxiety? potential mature themes but nothing explicit because this is a good christian fanfic. also ... hella canon divergence.