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Chapter Five

I was excited but nervous at the same time. I had a gut feeling something wrong was going to happen, but I ignored it. I've had this feeling before tons of times and I was never right, what would make me right this time…

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"Ok Erik carefully," I exclaimed as I helped him into the horse carriage. It was evident he hadn't been in one before. Damn Madeleine. No, no. It wasn't her fault. It was this god-forsaken town's fault. They couldn't handle unusual things, it reminded me of the Dursleys. Why couldn't they except this brilliant child.

I sighed heavily as I seated myself next to Erik. I slammed the carriage door shut and winced as I saw my dress get caught. Damn I wish there was a car.

Erik was silent the whole way to the…To the? Holy crap to the what! I had no idea where we were going! I didn't live here. The driver became apparent of this fact and stopped the carriage to ask me.

"Madame, where is it that you want to go?"

"Uuuh," I muttered trying to think of a place, how was I supposed to know, "Uh is there a park nearby?"

The driver raised an eyebrow, I wish I could do that, I guess it was known that I have lived here for quite some time. I answered my question with a nod and headed of to a foreign-place-I-had-no-idea-existed-and-was-where-I-was-going-to-spend-the-evening.

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I breathed I sigh of relief and amazement as I saw the park. It was called The Lincoln Park. I have no idea why but the name didn't interest me at that moment. The entrance had a beautifully carved arch with vines around the sides adding to the touch. Inside there was a large empty area of bright green grass. Grass so fresh that even a cow would mistake it for heaven.

Even the dumb benches were carved, I mean who decorates the benches. In my time they just nailed together wood and call it a bench but this was …amazing I guess. There were a pair swings and a fountain in the middle enhancing the beauty.

I noticed Erik was also awed by its splendor. He hesitated before stepping beside me. I took his hand, approving of his joy, and walked on the paved trail to the swings.

"Now Erik," I began all sternly and motherly, humph me a mother, "I don't want you wondering off but maybe you'd like to try the swings. They are oh so much fun."

He agreed happily but quietly, as he stood mesmerized. Wow this little trip was paying off maybe he wouldn't be scarred for life. But I was still having that gut feeling….

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My heart soared as I heard his laugh. I didn't know if I would live the day to hear his laugh. I was so beautiful and melodic as his voice. I pushed him again as the swing stopped and heard his excited breathe escape.

After a while when he grew exhausted of the game we began a walk around the park. We didn't talk so much but oohed and aahed at all the extravagant things. It was peaceful. Suddenly I asked him to sing. He was taken aback. I knew from the novel he was told not to because Madeline laved but feared his voice because it was so commanding.

He opened his mouth to sing when I heard a shout. I spun around clutching Erik by the shoulders in fear. I my heart was stuck in a lump at my throat as I saw a group of young boys the age of Erik's come from behind a tree.

Erik's eyes opened in shock so see some of his own kin. I felt a urge of pity but also fear for how these children may react. I realized I was still standing there like a fool holding onto Erik. I let go of Erik and looked upon the children. They weren't dressed as hooligans but looks can be deceiving.

A blond haired boy with a blue cap and matching overalls came up to me. I reached over to touch Erik's hand but stopped mid-way as I heard the blonde's request.

"G'mornin m'am. My friends and me were wonderin' if he could join us in a game." He said politely gesturing Erik.

I gasped delightedly and saw excitement light up on Erik's face although he was wearing a mask. "Would you like that Erik?" I asked intently.

"Yes, yes mama I would." I was glad to hear that and allowed him to go with the other children. I sat down wearily on the bench as I watched them play. They were playing tag. Oh what fun that always is. It was finally Erik's turn to be it and god I never knew he was so fast. Being cooped up in the house all day I expected something else but this was amazing. I almost clapped my hands as I saw him catch almost half the crowd, I know I'm so lame.

It was getting late and I could see the sun setting. Standing up I called to Erik, I heard the other children as well as Erik groan. They liked him, despite his mask. Maybe there was some decency left in this town.

"OY Lady!" or not…

"I turned around to look at my caller. "Yes what is it?" I said as politely as I could.

"How dare you, you little bitch." He snarled. I saw a few other parents of the children beside him. How I knew they were the parents escapes me, but at least I knew right then.

"How dare I what. And how dare you use such language in front of my child." I practically screamed.

"Your child he's a monster!" I heard a female voice from the back say.

I felt my blood rising. "You little –," I never got to finish my sentence, trust me it wasn't going to be nice either, because I felt a hard blow on my shoulder.

I cried out in sharp pain and made a grab for Erik but he wasn't there! I saw him running into the woods. Oh shit no! I noticed the other parents realized Erik was running and chased after him. Thank goodness he was fast!

I began running too and wincing at every step as I felt the pain in my shoulder. The I cursed myself for mot listening to that gut feeling. Oh why, oh why! Why the hell does this have to happen to me! I get one chance, one chance to witness Erik's childhood and I cause him danger.

I was a few feet away from the mob they were huddled over something. Oh no, that something might be Erik! I tried to fight my way through the crowd and noticed a pocketknife on the ground. Possibly dropped by a father.

Clumsily I picked it up and screamed on top of my lungs. It got me some attention "Alight you bastards. Get away, get away from my son." It worked I couldn't believe it. Threateningly I lashed out in front of a couple and they all began backing away.

Dropping the knife I fell to my knees and sobbed openly as I held Erik in my arms, his first hug. Erik wasn't hurt badly a few bruises, thankfully I had come earlier. It's not easy running in five layers of skirts. I don't know how long I sat there with Erik in my embrace but we were soon being pelted with rocks and monster was being chanted.

I held him hard and protected him from the rocks, ouch , they would hurt in the morning. And I sang to him so he could ignore the chanting. Deep inside I was praying to God to help us… to let it all just be one big dream…..