The Truth
"Aaah", I woke up to a sharp pain in my head. I was in the bed and was in a quite familiar room, my head and my arms were covered in white bandage. Suddenly I heard a "Meow?". It was frost, it excitedly climbed on top of me and sat on my lap. "Hey Frost" I spoke quite weakly and with a much deeper voice than I had before, Frost rolled on my lap as I took a looked around. I was at my grandmothers house. I had so many questions going through my head, remembering my father caused me to become emotional. I was there for a while until my mind stabilized.
I was sure I was not unconscious for just a day, traveling all the way from home to my grandma's house along with Frost and my belongings would take 3-4 days give or take, but how long was I exactly out for? What happened? Why are we here? Where is mom? These questions plaguing my mind I could not rest anymore. I had to get out of bed and find someone to talk to.
I lifted Frost and put him beside me, to my surprise he felt as heavy as a bowling ball. I tried to get up on my feet, but as soon as I stood up my legs started wobbling and fell back on my bed. I tried to call someone but to no avail. Frost seemingly understood what I was trying to do and stepped out of the door heading downstairs. With the help of Frost's annoying calls my mother stepped into the room.
As soon as she saw me she hugged me with little tears around her eyes "You scared me Dave" She told him hugging me tighter. As I looked at her, she looked a lot older and a bit thinner. I wanted to ask her about what happened, but I was interrupted by my grandparents. Mary Dunkeld my grandmother she has the same red hair like my mother, she works as a nurse, she is really kind and sweet women. My grandfather is Adolf Dunkeld he is a retired army man, he has a weird way of showing his love but he is a great person. My grandmother spoke to me while handing me some water "Thank god your awake do know you gave me and your mother a scare". "I am sorry" I said weakly.
I slowly drank some water to regain my energy. My grandfather Adolf Dunkeld stepped into the room looked at me as he spoke "Are you fine?" without waiting for a reply he proceed to sit in his arm chair across me. I answered "Yes I am fine".
After a few minutes of my grandmother checking if I was good. My grandmother and mother sat on either side of the bed, Frost too made himself comfortable on my lap. My grandfather still in his arm chair with his hands clasped together.
I knew I need to know what happened, Why are we here? How long? How bad is the situation now?
So I asked "What happened? Why are we here?".
The mood darkened a bit, they were emotional but not crying, I knew at moment that while I was taking my little nap they were the one's who had to suffer.
"Do you want me to tell him?" asked my grandmother. "No I will tell him mom" said my mother. "Son, I know you loved your father very much, I know it must be hard for you to take it. It is hard for me too, just know this we are going to get through this together." As she finished she held my hand. I was filled with emotion, I had to get this off my chest, I had to cry, I had to shout, I needed to scream.
But.. in the time I was unconscious I knew I had to face reality. I nodded as I held my mothers hand, holding my self together I said "I understand". My mother was the one to deal with me and deal with my father's death. I could not support her then, I cannot imagine how much she had to go through, now it is my turn to support her. I kept holding my mothers hand for a while looking down at my sheets hiding my emotions.
Then I asked "Why are we here mom?". At this point my mother hesitated to speak and looked sad. My grandfather chimed in "Because you are homeless boy". "What are you telling the kid, Adolf "said my grandmother. "What?" I was confused. "The truth Mary, what were you going to say, that a UFO came down and swooped down took away their house." said my grandfather. My grandmother became silent and glared at my grandfather. He continued "That secret society where your father worked took away your home and kicked your mother out."
'This was absolute bulls*it, first they frame my father for something he did or did not do, next he dies on their watch, now they take away our house. really?!'
I felt my mother's hand loosen its grip around my hand, so I grip it a little harder. I looked at her she was looking at me with a tear and a smile. I was angry on myself 'How could I rest while she had to go through adversity on her own just to keep me safe, if only I was stronger, if only I wasn't so pathetically weak'.
After a moment of silence. Mary spoke " You don't have to worry about any of that now, we are here for you, once you are all better we can check out the schools around here and live a happy and normal life."
"What do you mean?" I asked. "Now you don't tell me that you want to go back on being a magician, just think about you and your mother" she said.
Now I was worried, I had only talked about growing stronger and take care of my mother, while if I could go to a normal school then my mother would not be exposed to harms way. But if I choose the second option forget my dream I would really completely lose my father along with all my memories of him.
That moment I had already made my choice, I wanted to live for what I had left in my life, I could not put my mother in harms way.
But I said "I need some time to think about it." My grandmother smiled and said "Ok then take your time, and I need you to get ready for dinner, you need some food to recover faster." My mother and grandmother stood up as they slowly walked to the door and down the stairs. My grandfather sat there for a while, then he stood up looked at me for a moment and walked out of the door.
After a while I set Frost by my side, and with a little support of the bedroom furniture. I made my way downstairs to the dining room. After a short prayer we started eating food. Once we were done I asked my grandmother where my clothes were as I wanted to take a bath. She pointed me towards a trunk, I walked towards the trunk to pick my clothes.
As I opened the trunk I saw a book, it was a black book, this was the book my father wrote to help me prepare for Hogwarts, I had to check the book, as I opened the book I found my admission letter to Hogwarts on the first page, I started flipping the pages to find something useful. I hear my grandmother "Did you find your clothes?". I was alerted I quickly tucked the book into my shirt and grabbed a couple of night clothes to wear and replied "Yes". I quickly made my way up the stairs to the bedroom.
I quickly hid the book in the pillow cover, took my clothes as I went to take a bath. I needed to see what my father wanted me to know as I was leaving to Hogwarts. I needed to know the reason why we are homeless and why I am a 11 year old without a father. My father was still writing the book before he died, I needed some clue just something that helps me understand what happened.
With these thoughts running in my mind I went to the bathroom to take a bath. I filled my tub with warm water. As I finished my bath, I looked at my self in the mirror. My skin was much better it changed from pale to a healthy color. But the backlash made me a little bit skinny and frail but with a bit of time I am sure it will be fine. I put on my night clothes, I was tucked into bed by my mother.
I lay in bed for at least an hour, then I opened the cabinet beside me, took a flashlight from inside, draped the covers over me, pulled the book out from the pillow cover. I started flipping the pages to find anything my father left me that might be helpful in uncovering what happened to us.
I spent 30 minutes flipping the pages still having nothing to find. I then tried to find what was his last account in the book. The last page contained the words 'Son, the spell of converting objects to runes is a spell created by the Morton family, secrets hidden in runes cannot be retrieved by other people without harming the object.'
Another dead end. I still could not find anything, I was starting to lose hope. I was fed up and angry I needed a break. I closed the book and lay back.
'I need to forget about this, having this false hope does not bring me anything, I need to put this book back in the trunk.'
As I thought that, I saw the back cover of the book, it had a rune on the back, it was shaped like a compass it was light blue in color. As I saw it, I was excited, it is a rune that can be opened? I put my finger on the rune and started tracing it. As soon as I finished I chanted "Objectify".
As I finished I felt a sharp pain in my head, it might be the effect of overusing magic. In my hands lay a large leather book with a leather strap tied across the book. The cover of the book contained the same compass as the rune.
I slowly unstrapped the book, the first page contained the initials "RM". I was happy and somewhat relieved, as I turned the pages of the book I understood that it was a diary belonging to my father. He began writing this diary the day I was born, I started to get to the final account it was written exactly the day before he passed away.
The account stated.....
*****
August 22nd
I have come to my wits end, I had no choice, I could not back away from the deal, I had to make a choice between not going to prison for someone else and have no family or going to prison and have someone to still call family. They made me a deal that during my stay in Azkaban they would post my money to my house and my son and wife would be fine. The time I accepted their deal I did not know what I was getting myself into, now I seriously regret it.
Now son, the time you read this I would probably be in prison, I am sorry I could not be there on your first day to Hogwarts but I promise you that you will be fine, by the time I get back which as far as my experience goes will be in 2 or 2 and half years and I hope you become a great wizard. I know you might be upset to see you father in prison but do not tell anyone about this diary or that you know the truth, the entire ministry is corrupt the fact that you know will only bring people to hurt you and your mother.
I am only telling you just to let you know that I will be fine and you will be too. during the time I am away please take care of your mother and know I will always love you.
*****
'Prison? The only thing I understood was that my father was forced to take the fall for the crime he did not commit and with added benefits of money given to us. But instead he was a liability to the guilty person so they silenced him, giving benefits to a criminal's family would arise suspicions so instead of benefits they gave us punishments by kicking us out the house. Me trying to prove my fathers innocence by sharing this will only bring trouble and maybe even getting the people i trust killed. I cannot share this to my grandparents or my mother.'
If I actually go to a normal school and live a normal life, on one fine afternoon if they feel that we are an inconvenience, and try to get rid of us, without power or strength we would be nothing but sitting ducks. I was very angry at the fact my father wanted to calmly go to prison was for the sake of our safety, if only we were strong. The strong are respected the weak are taken advantage off. I needed power to avenge my father and to protect my family.
To gain power, I need to gain the power of magic. I picked the black book pulled out an envelope, I decided "I need to get to Hogwarts".
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