July of 1948
Location: Wool's Orphanage
The head Matron, Mrs. Cole, was busy drinking her beloved whiskey as she tried to forget her problems. She was stressed and shaken by a memory of a similar boy that once stayed in the very same orphanage and room as the current residence of room 27.
She had repudiated at first, but the signs were hard to miss. The girl was eerily alike another young adult she knew. They could be identical as twins (only different in age-wise). Whilst Tom –even his name brought a shiver down her spine– was a neat boy who kept his appearance at top priority. Lavinia, on the other hand, refused to wear shoes, as she only wears a light cream color dress that seems to be outdated along with a dark green sweater that seems to be a little too large on her small frame with a black scarf wrapped neatly around her neck. Lavinia wore strings on her toes that coiled –somewhat like a snake– all the way to her ankles. She found out from one of her workers that they were called anklets and toe rings; primarily used for decoration rather than protection. She never did figure out how Lavinia kept the soles of her feet from being dirtied by grass and mud.
Other than her appearance, Lavinia Gaunt reminded her too much of Tom Riddle in personality and demeanor.
Lavinia showed that she could hurt the other children just like Tom, and she even demonstrated that by killing an adult. Lavinia was worse than Tom could ever be as a child.
She remembered how she and her staff brought the children to attend the usual Sunday Church Service, the Priest had all but banned the calm girl from coming in the future. Whispers reached her ears that the Priest had deemed the young girl a devil's spawn.
She had once planned to banish the devil from within Tom Riddle, but that didn't work out too well. The boy became colder and more guarded than ever. Mrs. Cole was a religious woman, and she believed that Lavinia is a demon, not possessed by one. She was a determined woman as well.
She had tried to bring the young four year old to another Church just a few days ago, but she refused and screamed at her; this made her suspect that something was wrong (of course she didn't know that Death hated the church). Whilst she was taking a walk in the backyard, she heard Lavinia speaking in a devilish language with many hisses. It made her tremble in fright at the sight, and her suspicions of Lavinia heighten.
The head Matron had already called a team consisting of ten exorcists to eradicate the demon called Lavinia from her orphanage, and she would stop at nothing to see that monster gone from her orphanage.
They promised that they would arrive tomorrow at noon with equipment and would like her to remove the other children from the building, perhaps take them to the park. She, of course, had agreed wholeheartedly.
Now she just had to wait for tomorrow to arrive. For now, she would drink her worries away.
The screams of one Lavinia Athenodora Gaunt could hear throughout the orphanage, As Lavinia's clothes were torn off her body, stripping her naked, as the exorcists started to draw symbols on her torso with a silver dagger. Even with her high pain threshold, she cried out as she felt her blood flooding the table and salt entering her wounds. Why was this happening to me? Why don't they just leave me alone was Lavinia's only thought as she felt the sensation of someone using a blunt rod finally stop drawing patterns across her torso? Blood was leaving her. Only making Lavinia scream even louder, as she saw the exorcist was about to plunge a dagger into her chest.
Just then the room became extremely cold; this made them all freeze and shiver at the intense feeling. The adult part of Lavinia 's brain analyzed that it was a similar feeling to that of a Dementor. Her child part shouted for the adult to shut up and scream for help.
"You dare make my Master cry and bleed …" A soft yet chilly voice echoed throughout the room.
"It came out!"
"Continue the prayers!"
"Hurry!"
"Begone, Demon!"
They were quick to continue but it made no difference. Nobody can chase Death away but his Mistress. Death was grinning widely, showing off shiny white teeth, and fangs. Under its hood, his eyes were glaring at the exorcists with murder. A desire to kill, maim, and torture the people in front of him. How dare they hurt his beloved mistress surely they will know hell. "You call my mistress a demon.." he softly began, his voice sending shivers down their spines. "But there is only one monster I see here..." At this point, Death eyes gleamed with insanity. "... That Demon. Is ME!" Death yelled as one of the exorcist's head was cut clean off the floor was covered in blood.
The sound of Lavinia whimpering drew the attention of Death, and It froze. It turned Its head towards Its Mistress and the man closest to her. Death lunged, his teeth sinking into the neck of the man that closest to his mistress, and with a champ, the head was severed from its body. Death quickly turns and attacked the next target. The man's arms were ripped apart by an unknown force and he screamed just before his tongue was wrenched out, and his eyes gouged from within its sockets. His body was soon littered with holes. His heart was the last to be pulled out and crushed.
Lavinia's scarlet eyes glossed over upon the scene with shock not knowing if this was a nightmare or if this was a reality as she watched.
One of the exorcists was suddenly pulled by his ankle towards Death. The man lost his bladder control in fear. Death wrinkled Its nose in distaste at seeing a grown man wet himself and decided to emasculate him as punishment. The others that were staring in horror winced when their colleague had his manhood ripped apart and testicles crushed.
The man was then left to bleed to his death whilst Death glided towards the remaining four. They backed into a corner and one of them was suddenly lifted by something invisible. His body started to bend backward rather slowly and after a minute, his spine was broken and he lay folded on the floor just before his head exploded.
Just as sudden, one of the three remaining men was torn into two, his upper body still very much alive while his lower lay on the floor uselessly. He screamed as he felt his innards slowly being pulled out of his body, and died a painfully slow death as his heart veins finally snapped and plop to the floor, his body following soon after.
"M-m-m-m-monster." One of the last two men whispered.
The second last man's skin started peeling itself and he screamed as salt began to enter his muscles. Soon after his skin was all over the floor, his veins were slowly removed whilst he trashed on the bloodied tiles. His muscles, fat, and organs were followed soon after; leaving only a stained red skeleton behind. Limbs, heads, and organs were thrown all over the room, blood splattering everywhere Death showed no mercy in killing all pigs who dare hurt his mistress. In fact, he was laughing gleeful, and loudly. As if he was just a child playing in the park.
Moments later, every one of the exorcists was dead, all but one, and that was a whimpering, and the cowering the exorcist who was currently leaning against the wall. Death slowly looked at him, his eyes glinting with bloodlust. "I said that only men can kill monsters." he began "So what are you? Are you a dog? Or are you a man?" he asked mockingly, taking slow, and taunting steps.
As Death just smirked, " I will see all of you in my Realm soon." Death finally spoke as the last man shat himself, quite literally.
Death pulled out Its scythe and beheaded the man with a clean swipe.
It made Its way towards his Mistress in a hurried yet elegant manner, and pulled the dagger out of her chest. This made his Mistress cough out more blood while staring at her servant dully. "Forgive me for my delay, Mistress." Death whispered as It started to heal his Mistress's body.
The wounds were all gone, along with the symbols carved into her skin but the one that was right above her heart remained as a thin pale line, yet another reminder for the poor girl. Death wrapped his Mistress in a blanket.
It soon cradled his Mistress like It had always done during the night and was hugged weakly in return.
"Forgive me my Mistress…" Death whispered yet again.
Lavinia opened her tired eyes as she gazed at him with a loving gaze, and gave her beloved Servant a weak smile and said "its …wasn't…. your…fault…my...darling… Servant." "Sleep my mistress. I will stand guard." Lavinia's half lidded eyes fell heavy and before she passed out, in Deaths arms.
Once his mistress was asleep death said an almost in a whisper. "You can be a feeble old woman, and I would still choose you as my mistress. You are already a beautiful creature in my eyes. The strength that is in your heart, mind, and soul. You will forever be my eternally beautiful mistress no one will harm you, or get their greedy hands on you, So I ask again... Will you allow me to serve you Mistress? Will you allow me to be the instrument of your wrath?"
Lavinia said something in her sleep. " promise to never abandon me? To remain by my side until the end? To fight alongside me in every battle? To crush my enemies into nothing but a smear on the ground? To hear my enemies plead for mercy, only to receive none?" Lavinia said in her sleep.
"Nothing shall please me more master." Death gleefully answered. As he held his Mistress closer.
Time skip Year 1955
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Armando Dippet
Dear Ms. Gaunt,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begin on 1 September. We await your owl no later than 31 July.
Yours Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
Deputy Headmaster
Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc, Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards
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HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
Three sets of plain work robes (black)
One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry name tags.
COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)
By Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic
By Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory
By Adalbert Waffling
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration
By Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Hurbs and Fungi
By Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions
By Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
By Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection
By Quentin Trimble
OTHER EQUIPMENT
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set of glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set of brass scales
Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad.
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS
ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK
Yours Sincerely,
Lucinda Thomsonicle-Pocus
Chief Attendant of Witchcraft Provisions