Fire. The heat was mere inches from David's face. He could feel the crimson tempest consume everything he had known. His world was falling apart around him. Screams covered the crackling of the fire, but he couldn't hear a thing. He was struck with pure awe at the majesty of the flames. Like a swirling storm they engulfed and destroyed everything they touched. "Lost, all lost" David said in low moan. He simply was unable to comprehend the events unfolding in front of his eyes. A few tears rolled down his cheeks as he finally began to understand the situation he was in. The smoke was rising, he glanced around but couldn't see an exit. If was if he had never been here before, as if it wasn't his home but that of a complete strangers. The smoke. so much smoke he could hardly breath. His eyes began to shut, as he passed out and the floor with a thud.
David's eyes slowly began to open. He quickly shut them again, the light from a nearby window blinded him. Gradually he opened his eyes. A nurse who was nearby checking his vitals quickly stammered from the room shouting something. It didn't matter. The doctor stormed in muttering something unintelligible under his breath and quickly put on a fake smile when he spotted David. "How you doing champ" he muttered. David attempted to speak but failed only making a raspy cough instead. He quickly collected himself and managed to mutter a fine. The doctor frowned "Get some rest" he said "I'll go notify your parents". Parents, David had completely forgotten about them. Why should he care anyway, they always neglected him. Everyday they never treated him like he was there son. His parents always treated him like a stranger, always leaving him alone. It was horrible, while some kids would kill for that amount of independence, but David felt so alone. Loneliness, it consumed him constantly eating away at him. He hid his depression well no one at his school had any idea about it. He always tried to put on a smile for others but on the inside he was crying out for help, for a real relationship one of youthful love.
It took two weeks for David to be discharged from the hospital. No one came to visit him, his friends, his family no one bothered. It was depressing to say the least. His parents showed up to pick him up more out of obligation than love or compassion. It almost seemed as if they pitied him. Then the said it "We are moving". It came as a shock. David couldn't understand it. Then it clicked, their house had burned down. Nothing, not a single one of David's possessions survived. It's not like he cared anyway, everything he had had no sentimental value to it. No one had ever loved him. David had always been alone, anyone he had ever loved had always rejected him. No matter how hard he tried or how sincere his feelings were they would crush him as if he was nothing more than an insect moving along a sidewalk that had happened onto their path of cruel destruction. It really shouldn't have surprised David as much as it did. He should have known his parents would take this chance to leave this hated city as quickly as possible.
The drive wasn't long. His parents didn't give him a chance to say goodbye to his friends, well it's not like he really had any. Their new home was a small apartment in a city David had never heard of. It didn't matter did it, maybe this could mark a new chapter on his life, one full of adventure, friendship and maybe even romance. Maybe the painful loneliness would finally cease to gnaw at his soul. He spent the first few moments exploring his new home, going through each and every room to see exactly what it had to offer. It wasn't much but it was large enough that his parents wouldn't have to deal with him much except maybe for the occasional hello. That was fine he didn't want to deal with them either.
Beep Beep. David's slumber was quickly broken by the sharp sound of his alarm clock. He quickly swatted the snooze button and rolled over. He suddenly realised that this was not the way to start his new life. He slowly rolled out of bed and threw some clothes on. Looking at the clock he was stunned by the time. He only had fifteen-minutes to get to school. He slid through the kitchen and decided breakfast wasn't worth the time. Throwing his shoes on and grabbing his backpack he flew out the door and down the stairs straight towards his new school and a new chapter in his life. Suddenly a shadowy shape came out of a nearby alley and grabbed him. David tried to scream but a black leather clad hand covered his mouth muffling his scream. David looked with pure horror as the man pulled out a gun. With a quick shot he ended David's short miserable life. The man who shot him was no other than Ron. Ron was jealous that in the future David would take Harry from him, he knew that traveling back to the past and eliminating him was the only way.