-What I'll tell you now. I never told anyone...
I was born on a rainy, cloudy day on October 26th into the Wendigo royal family. At that time, my clan did not live in the Forbidden Forest, but in the forests of Scotland. Those forests belonged to one wealthy English aristocrat, Adam Sutler. He was a distant relative of the Malfoys. He's such an asshole. He declared a real hunt for my tribe, Lewis smiled bitterly.
-They set traps for us, hounded us with dogs, caught us and publicly burned us at the stake... You say: no one would put up with being next to cannibals. I agree with you, Lena, but we didn't kill more than we could eat. We did not interfere with the locals' lives. But they made a big deal out of it.
One day, when I was 7 and hunting, Lewis began.
-Wait, you were a child and already hunted? Where were your parents looking? - Elena was indignant. -You were a child...
Lewis smiled softly.
-It is the children of humans who are defenseless, and the children of wendigos can kill from the age of 5. We are like Big Cats of Prey and we raise our children the same way. So I was hunting and Sutler s people captured me. They brought me to him so that he could decide my fate. And then his friend Peter Creedy, the director of the circus of freaks, was visiting him, Lewis closed his eyes...
Elena didn't need to be told what was next. The girl understood everything. Whip marks, hatred of circuses, the slave trade... The puzzle she puzzled over for 2 years came together
He sold you to him? Elena s heart was filled with pain and bitterness.
-The main attraction of Peter Creedy's circus... The boy-beast... Pain, humiliation, hatred. I was treated like an animal. They drugged me to make me calmer. I learned to hate, I longed to get out of there. I slept on a chain in the basement... I was often beaten... - Lewis sighed sadly.
Elena jumped up and walked up to him and simply hugged him. Tears streamed down her face... She couldn't believe what she heard. Child, he was just a baby. Yes, she was also unlucky with her mother, but at least she was free...
Were those who tormented you Muggles or wizards? she asked after a minute of silence.
-In different ways... I led such a life until I was 10 years old, and then Voldemort found me and ransomed me. He fed me, showed me to the best sorcerers... But my psyche... He had to fight with me for a long time, showing me that not all magicians are evil. He got me into Hogwarts. I entered Slytherin, studied hard, proving to myself and him that I could be the best.
But because of St. Petersburg s circus, at the age of 16 I started having problems with my head. Outbursts of aggression began. I could attack a student simply for looking sideways at myself. Dipped didn't like this and asked Riddle to find a way to curb me.
And Voldemort found it. BDSM... So... Calm down... Yes, I was a submissive, and my superior was a bitch, but we were both 17 years old. Voldemort guided me, as he did her. There was pain, but not like in Creedy's circus. The pain I felt with Miss Black was exciting and liberating.
I was taught to control myself and my instincts. Usually wendigos are savages, they do what they want, but not me.
-Have you instilled discipline in your cannibals? The girl was surprised.
-It's not me, it's Tom. When Riddle's father died, he temporarily took charge of the Wendigo. He immediately established strict rules and everyone had to obey them. He ruled the clan while I was training. He was my regent. Besides that, he s my godfather, Lewis chuckled.
-What? Lena couldn t believe it. Are you baptized?
-Yes, my mother insisted on it. She was also that devout Puritan. I think thanks to her I have an idea of humanity and mercy. Even after becoming a wendigo, she remained human, Lewis smiled warmly.
-Why did she become a Wendigo? - Elena was surprised. - Not a single person will willingly...
