Beyond Redemption
Chapter two: Only Yourself
Disclaimer
These songs are from HIM (beyond redemption) and My Chemical Romance (Ghost of. You). Some of these words were taken directly out of J.K Rowlings first hp books, but I do not own them and have never claimed to.
"Oh I see my scars I know where they're from
So sensually carved and bleeding until I'm dead and gone"
Stonewall orphanage isn't the kind of place it made out to be. The food was terrible, mushy rice and stale beans. The sleeping quarters were cold and bare except for two bunkers per room. My clothes were put in one drawer, tightly folded.
I learned something that first week there. You should never get upset and cry in front of people. You should never forget and laugh when people do funny things. The only person you should count on is you. That is the only person you should ever be comfortable with.
At the moment, I'm sitting pretending to read my new books. I'm really just staring at the new cuts on my arms. I made them like art. All because I can remember Diagon Alley vividly.
Flashback
I'm was down a busy street in London. I'm still not really sure how to got to that place. They gave me perfect directions. I've never noticed it before. I walked in.
The Leaky Cauldron is a pub. It's dimly lit and dingy. There are wizards, witches, hags, small dwarfs, and other anonymous creatures littering the pub. There are small café tables stranded along the sides and long tables in the middle. The stairs to the far right are leading up to some vacant rooms. It's altogether homely, but the smell of harsh whisky is a bit overwhelming. I walked over to the bartender/owner.
" Hi . . . Tom is it? How do I get to DIagon Alley? I'm new at Hogwarts and a muggleborn." He smiled a toothless smile, full of mirth. I hated it.
" Hagrid can show you. He's that old oaf of a giant by the bar."
I looked over to the right. The tall man named Hagrid resembles a small black bear. He's tall enough and Harry enough. His scratchy beard is tangled and knots, but he has the most carefree smile. He turned bright red when he sees me walking over.
" Sorry child! Just havin a bit o fun. Nothing much. I hardly ever do it." I give him a fake smile.
" Can you help me find Diagon Alley." He got up and led me to the back of the bar. I ran face first into a red brick wall. I sat on the ground rubbing my forehead.
" You could have told me it was there." He was smiled an annoyingly happy smile. He tapped his wand at certain places in the wall. I took note of this. The wall opened to the most beautiful place
I had ever seen.
People of all shapes and sizes were running about. Kids were falling down and crying. Teenagers were begging for the latest . . . broom. That rumor must be true. A set of redheaded twin boys were swooning over a pretty blonde.
There was an Apothecary and Eeylops Owl Emporium -- Tawny, Screech, Barn, Brown, and Snowy. There were shops selling robes, shops selling telescopes and strange silver instruments Hermione has never seen before, windows stacked with barrels of bat spleens and eels' eyes, tottering piles of spell books, quills, and rolls of parchment, potion bottles, globes of the moon . . .
But far beyond that, there was a large and magnificent building calls Gringotts. It was snowy white, with double doors, silver handles, and a brass plate. The plate had the words:
Enter, stranger, but take heed
of the punishments of greed,
for if you take what you never earn,
you'll pay dearly when it's your turn.
So if you seek treasure beneath our floors,
for what is never rightfully yours,
a treasure that was never yours,
Thieves beware
Of finding more than treasure there.
The goblins were just as cryptic as there little messages. They were dreadfully short. The sly face, pointy beard, and long fingers made it look like a fairy tale creature come to haunt the world's children. I cashed some muggle money for loads of gold, silver, and bronze coins. I asked what they were and a gruff voice answered.
" Gold is Galleons, Silver is Sickles, and bronze are knuts." He went on to describe that seventeen was to a gallon and twenty-nine knuts to a sickle. I kept some muggle money to buy some new clothes.
I first went to the robes shop. I bought regular school robes and a couple of casual and dress robes. I bought my books and cauldron next. I then went to Eeylops Owl Emporium. I didn't buy an owl because they make too much noise. I bought a pure black cat with silver nails and eyes. The shopkeeper said he could turn different colors and turn invisible. I named him Mila because it was almost the same as my nickname, Mia.
I went to the wand shop last. It is nothing but a small and dusty shop. The shopkeeper needs to work on his people skills because he freaked me out. I tried wand after wand. I finally got an eleven inch wand. It was made of oak, unicorn hairs, and two drops of Aurgery Phoenix tears. It had a dark pinkish handle of rosemary. When I walked out of the shop, I noticed a dark alley next to the wand shop. I didn't go near it because I feared of getting caught.
End Of Flashback
I don't ever want to feel the happiness again. It was familiar and empty at the same time. It was familiar because my mother had made me happy a few days ago. It was empty because she would never come to bring me home.
I slice my arms with the razor I bought. It bleeds feeling out. I stop and fall onto my pillow. I never go to sleep that night because I'm crying. I promise myself I'll never do this again, but I know I'm never going home.
"At the end of the world
or the last thing I see
You are never coming home"