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Chapter 3

As the one watched on, she could not help but pity this poor creature that was curled up against the barren craggy grey wall trying to catch the ever elusive blanket of sleep. She could not help, but think back to the day he was brought in over two years ago.

Flashback

It was raining as it was wont to do at Azkaban, if anything there was a storm brewing, when the little boat beached on the island. This was a boat that looked as if it had seen better days, as all objects were on the island disregarding of the age. All the prisoners in the little boat were dragged by the wrists into the deathly silent fortress that was known as Azkaban.

I could see their faces very well, as I watched from the top of the tower I was in. However I could feel their anguish, anger at their fates and despair of the coming future. However I felt a spark of something I hadn't felt in a long, long time. As I tried to pinpoint the said emotion they were dragged inside by the men in blue. I hated these men with a passion, swaggering about the place lording my people about to do as they ordered; hurting us with their stupid spells when we protested otherwise.

My curiosity tickled by the strange emotion I set about seeing these unusual prisoners. As I glided by the cells I couldn't help but see the haggard appearances of the inmates, not hearing the shrill screaming, or the insane cackling coming from the female's cell. Finally as I made it to where I could tell the strange emotion was, I found the prisoners from before where the aurors were depositing the prisoners in their cells.

I went by each cell trying to find the odd emotion until the last one was the last prisoner that was being thrown in his cell. After the door clanged shut and the men walked off laughing at the misfortune of the prisoners, I approached the cell only to see a young boy, probably the youngest in this place. When I looked at his face I saw that he had what the normals would call beautiful green eyes, though they were glazed over with pain. He seemed to have not noticed me yet. I looked at his clothes; they seemed torn in places and were a black colour, they didn't look to be in good condition.

As I further examined him I noticed the emotion again. it was multiple emotions blending into each other. It seemed hopeful in a way but not at the same time but, that's wrong why would he be hopeful? No one here was hopeful. Ahh, its resignation. He had resigned to his fate but rebellion as well. Different and unique, this human was.

After that I left trying figure out this mystery. Over the months and years I would be found by my brethren outside this little one's cell watching as he turned from the semi conscious person to a shell; however never losing those emotions.

End flashback

That was how it was until tonight when something in the air changed.

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