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Chapter two.
12th August 1990
A small boy stumbled along a rocky path, a small scrappy bag clenched in one hand.
The other hand smoothed down the raven locks which tempted to stray from their leather binding.
Suddenly the boy came to a halt, cocking his head to one side as if listening for something.
The distant sound of something crashing through the undergrowth sent the small child scurrying for shelter behind an old decaying oak tree. His small, grubby fingers clenching the crumbling bark.
Voices reached his ears words he had long forgotten struggled to find understanding in his tangled mind.
"Darling I don't understand why you wanted to go camping. It seems terribly dirty and all too much trouble if you ask me."
A prim, unfamiliar voice wafted over to where he hid.
The raven haired child crouched, trembling slightly as he clung to his beloved shadows.
A soft wind blew down the path picking up leaves and playing with them. they boy was now submerged in shadows
only the deep glow of emerald green eyes, sparkling with fear and curiosity could be seen.
The boy watched as a couple wearing lilac and blue robes approached, he licked his lips, his small hand sliding into the worn bag and clutching his most treasured possession. a dull rusty knife, flaked with dried blood and a broken hilt.
A soft growl emitted from his throat as the couple grew nearer to his hiding place before walking straight past, unaware of the danger lurking in the shadows.
25th July 1995
Five days since the headmaster had announced the wizarding world's hero to be dead.
It turns out he ran away from his relatives home nine years ago and there was no way any of them could believe a child
of that age could survive very long out in the big cold world, alone.
Severus sat in a worn dark leather chair, fiddling with the silver crest that hung around his neck, every now and then he glanced at the papers before him. He was supposed to be working on a new potion to null the side effects of the wolfsbane potion for that dratted pet were wolf of the headmaster, but his mind kept wandering back to the past weeks events.
The media frenzy in response to the news of the boys death had been insane!Hogwarts castle played host to thousands of witches and wizards wanting to pay there last respects to the great boy who lived.
Also beating back the press who were howling for any hint of a story. Rumors were flying left right and center, conspiracy theories were being thrown about and accusations landing every which way. Fudge had been sacked for incompetence. Thank god! That man was
a nightmare! Investigations were being held in the departments responsible for keeping track of witches and wizards alike,Child welfare was going through an upheaval and the entire ministry was on its end.
So much fuss for one small boy.
Severus sighed. Really! It was moronic the way these people acted... as if they really cared that a single child had slipped through societies cracks.
A/N: Yay!! Update! Will be updating more regularly thanks to the holidays!!
3 take note of the dates it jumps around a bit looking for a beta
Night!