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Chapter Two

Droplets of rain woke him up from his slumber on the grass, lying on his side facing what looked like a gravestone. His vision was bleary as he tried to fit the jumble of letters in front of him into a sentence.

Frowning slightly he rolled onto his back and looked up at the stars, the rain was beginning to fall more heavily but still he stayed where he was looking up at the sky.

Lily . . . Where was she? Did she survive the attack? Was there an attack? He couldn't remember what had happened, after the sound of glass breaking and telling Lily to run everything was a blur.

Did anyone he knew still alive? Was he alive? Or was this just another way for he mind to remind him of his failure? Tears leaked out of his eyes and joined the rain splattered on his face, as he was forced once again to relive that fateful night.

Try as he might the memory refused to leave, leaving him with sorrow and grief for his lost family.

He shivered as the rain continued to get heavier, pushing himself off the ground with cut hands looking around he noticed something in the distance that looked like a house.

He walked unsteadily at first, his legs refused to cooperate but forcing himself towards the house they began to move more easily. As he neared towards the house he could see a light shining through a window, and a shadow move across the window.

Reaching the door he raised a hand to knock, as he did he noticed that his hands where covered in blood. His blood.

He stared at his hand, looking at the dried blood that had set its self on the knuckle and down the back of his hand. Finally he knocked on the door and hid his hands out of sight.

There was a lot of shuffling within the house before the door finally opened to reveal an old lady wrapped up in a dressing gown, a hair net and a pair of fluffy slippers. In her hand she held an umbrella ready to attack who was at the door.

'Must be a muggle' he thought. Where the thought had came from he didn't know but he stood looking bewildered at the lady.

She looked at him unsurely at first but as the seconds ticked by she slowly lowered the umbrella to her side,

"Can I help you young man?" she asked in an accent

"Errrr…" he voice sounded hoarse like it did when he was in that place, "I…I…"

He couldn't speak, what was he meant to say. He had knocked at the door off an old lady at merlin knows what hour and now couldn't seem to think off anything to say.

The old lady's uncertainty turned into curiosity as he stood there spluttering, she stood her umbrella against the wall and opened the door fully,

"You better come in, the rain is only getting heavier and you look like you are a bit lost" she said in a gently voice hoping that he wouldn't suddenly attack her and rob her house, but when he still stood at the door looking at her. She decided that he didn't look like the type to do such a thing.

"Come on in" she reached a hand out and placed it on his shoulder, he flinched away from her and took a step forward over the threshold to cover it, "That's it, come on through to the living room dear" she said in her gently voice.

She moved towards a closed door and pushed it open, a blinding light hit him in the eyes and he cried out and shielded his face.

"OH… I am sorry. You must off been out there in the dark awhile" she move over to him and gently took his hands away from his face, "Oh dear what happened to your hands?"

He blinked his eyes trying to get use to the light, and looked down at his hands that the lady was examining, "I…I…" he tried to speak again.

"We need to get you cleaned up, it looks like you just crawled your way out of a grave"

His eyes widened as she looked up at him, the realization that he had in fact crawled out of his grave hit him full force and he began to take in short gasps of air.

The lady immediately led him over to a seat and sat him down as he tried to get his breathing in check, he watched as left the room and came back with a small bowl of water and a cloth.

She dipped in the cloth in the water and carefully began to clean away the blood on his hands, "I think that I may have some old clothes left of my Albert's for you to wear for now dear, then we'll set you up in the spare room and see what happens in the morning" she said smiling up at him.

"T…Thank y…you" he whispered his voice finally working

"No need to thank me dear" she smiled again and finished off cleaning his hands, "There now wait here and go fetch those clothes for you"

She left the room giving him a chance to look around it, it was rather small with two chairs one that he was currently sitting in. A large warm fire was blazing away in the grate, a television was in the corner and a few pictures were upon the wall.

He knew that this lady was indeed a muggle, the television and the still pictures told him that much, before he could continue his pondering she returned with a small bundle in her arms.

"Here you go dear, " she said handing him the bundle, "Change into those and we'll get you to bed" she left the room again to give him some privacy.

He looked at what she had give him and realised it was an old an t-shirt and a pair of pants, he carefully took off what he had on and replaced them with the clothes and sat back down.

The lady returned after a couple of minutes and smiled tiredly at him, "Come on then I'll show where you can sleep"

He stood shakily and followed her from the room and into another that only contained a bed, the lady flipped back the covers on the bed and pointed to it indicating for him to get in. He did so clumsily and the lady tucked the covers around his neck.

"Get some sleep now dear, you look like you need a good nights sleep" she smiled, flipped the switch on the wall and closed the door. Leaving him in darkness apart from the light that the moon gave off shining into the window.

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