It had been a rainy day like this when the just nine year old boy had lost his parents in an accident and it seemed like today would be nearly as bad for him. He had tripped over some roots and got his foot stuck between them. It seemed like the boy wasn't able to free himself. Frustrated, he screamed out and hit the ground with his fists until they were bloody. It took him some time to calm down and think about his situation. He saw only one solution for his problem: he had to use magic despite him being untrained.

He prayed to the gods that there wouldn't be anyone close by before he started to concentrate on the roots. Sweat ran down his face as he slowly moved the roots with magic. It took him quite some time, but at last he was done. He tried to get up but fell down instantly when a sharp pain went through his ankle. A curse left his lips at the realization that he had twisted his ankle and couldn't move.

The boy was so lost in his thoughts about his situation that he didn't notice that a girl had approached him. It was only when she had started to bandage his foot with something that looked like she had torn it of her skirt. Her touch caught him of guard and in a kneejerk reaction he pushed her off with magic.

The push had thrown the girl at tree and for a short moment she had lost her orientation. After she had pulled herself together she threw a sad look at the boy before she crawled back to him and continued to bandage his leg. Once she was done she pulled him up and put his arm around her shoulders to support him.

Her reaction to his magical outburst had shocked him so much that he didn't react until she had started to walk deeper in the woods with him. He wondered if she might be a witch herself.

"Uhmm excuse my sudden outburst. You had surprised me there," he started and she seemed to nod her acceptance to the apology, so he continued, "I'm called Salazar, Salazar Slytherin. May I know your name?"

She just kept on walking with a sad look in her eyes. He gulped and wondered if he had done something wrong. He kept silent for quite some time and when he was about to talk to her, she pointed ahead at a cave.

After a few minutes they entered the cave and after the girl had helped Salazar to sit down on a rock she rushed out again. He was still wondering why she had helped him after what he had done to her she came back in.

The girl carried some reeds and started to build something that looked like a simple but comfortable place to rest on. She worked on it in complete silence and gestured to Salazar that she would help him there now. The whole time he had just watched her and finally he had come to a solution to her silent. She couldn't speak.

"I suppose having a conversation with you could be troublesome, but I would really like to know more about you. Maybe I could guess your name?" Salazar suggested, but the girl just shook her head and ran off. Several days had passed since the two children had met and Salazar's ankle had become better. In just a few more days he would be able to walk again. It was midday and he was waiting for the girl to return with some food. Usually she would be in the cave already, but today she was late and he was starting to get worried.

He decided to practice some magic while he waited, not knowing that this was a big mistake. Salazar had levitated some rocks when all of a sudden several men entered the cave. Scared Salazar blew the closest man to him at a wall with his magic. That caused the rest to stop in their tracks.

"Get away from me or you will all end up like him", Salazar shouted; pointing at the unconscious man that had hit his head badly.

"Don't listen to that boy!" a voice hidden in the shadows said, "He is just a little brat and can't take on all of us!"

To Salazar's horror the men seemed to regain their courage and closed in on him. He tried to blast them off with magic too, but he had exhausted himself already with the first blow. The men managedto grab the boy and tied him up tightly.

"See I told you that he couldn't take on all of us" a scarred mean looking man said as he left the shadows and closed in on Salazar, "I knew it would be a good idea to follow that stupid girl, when she kept stealing from my storage."

"What should we do with him?" someone asked the scarred man; obviously the leader of the group.

"You ask what? Stupid question, we will burn him like we did with that stupid witch and her daughter we caught last year. If we don't get rid of them, they will destroy us. They are with the devil."

The scarred man went towards the boy and hit him hard in the face before grabbing his hair and pulling him out of the cave to the village.

Salazar stumbled after him, his foot still not healed completely and feeling like his hair would be ripped out.

Once they reached the village he was thrown in a small shed. He felt betrayed; the girl had brought those men to the cave. She was just like every other human without magic, someone who would hunt those with magic. He tried to free himself, but was too exhausted and the ropes cut into his wrists that were bound to his back. He gave up and fell asleep.

The next morning he was dragged out of the shed and put on a stake.

Same as the other chapter, I don't own anything and I don't make any profit with this. It's all JK Rowling's.

Sorry for delay real life caught me *hands out cake as apology*