A/N: Because I have so many ideas going through my head about the Welcome to Hogwarts universe and no way to fit them all into the main story I have decided to write a series of one-shots and drabbles about the characters. Enjoy!
Stuck in a Chair
If you gave Artie Abrams a truth potion and asked him who he hated most in this world he would tell you it was his parents. He would also tell you it wasn't their fault. It was just an unfortunate series of events that led to his hatred.
When he was 10-years-old, Artie was in a car accident that cost him the use of his legs. When he was 11 he got his Hogwarts letter.
He was so excited. Magic exists. But that was ruined when he actually went there.
Everyone looked at him like he was a freak.
It turns out, people in the wizarding world didn't know what wheel chairs were. They didn't need to. The healers at St. Mungos would fix something as simple as a broken spine in a heartbeat.
So he was excited again. There were people who could fix him. Science may not have been able to give him his legs back, but magic could.
His hopes were crushed again.
His parents were muggles, they didn't know about St. Mungos. They didn't take him there immediately after the accident. The healers couldn't undo the damage that had been done.
He knew it was irrational, but he hated his parents for not knowing where to take him. He hated the healers who couldn't fix him. He hated muggles who just accepted he would be in a chair forever and wizards who didn't understand why. But most of all, he hated his stupid chair.
A/N: This was inspired by Scream. For some strange reason I find Angry!Artie really attractive so I just had to write him. This story won't be updated as frequently as the main story but I hope you like it. Feel free to make suggestions.