A/N: okay so I got a few people wanting the next bit, but its really short because the next chapter is going to be longerish, I warned you the first few chapters will be short till it gets to the more important parts. anyways enjoy. and to those who ask have no fear, I don't plan on ending this anytime soon.
"The object you will be collecting my dear boy, Is an object known as the tempus turner. It is a very powerful object, should it come into the wrong hands it could be catastrophic." The tempus turner… I search threw the archive of my mind for any information. It was similar to a time turner; in fact it was the first of them all. It was powerful, that much was known, there was said to be no limit to how far it went back, but it worked differently than a normal turner, so no one could work it. It seems I have no choice but to comply. Though deep in my mind that small part of me screamed out 'there's hope! Use the tempus turner!' I squash these thought quickly. There wasn't hope. I couldn't even use the damn thing.
"Of course headmaster, when do you need me to fetch it?" I say my voice leaked a bit of bitterness on the word Fetch. Yes I'm your dog, fetch this, do that, say this, it was a never ending cycle of hell, wishing at times that I could 'play' dead and actually stay that way. Please hurry up you old fool so that I may go back to my quarters and drink some damned fire-whiskey.
"Right away my boy, if you leave now it should be a problem." Not a problem! There is 20 minutes till dinner and he expects me- "that isn't a problem is it my boy?" manipulative bastard. I couldn't say no.
"Perfectly alright sir, I'll leave now if you don't mind, that way I might catch the end of dinner." I say as I stand. Little did I know, I would be making the tail end of this dinner.
