Chapter Thirty two

It had all happened so quickly, with a special port-key to which only three people in the entire world have we entered the estate. I kept quiet, no matter what anyone said I kept silent and did not speak a word.

Father had given me a kiss and tried to talk to me but I simply ignored it all I just looked ahead meaninglessly. I was placed in my future room, it was small, regular nothing special that could attract my eye.

The room had a closet regular bathroom with shower and toilet. My bed was against the smaller wall next to which was a big and only window. It looked out on the garden which was now barely visible.

this was the place where I had to spend the rest of my years till Hogwarts at maybe even when I am at Hogwarts. I sighed and dropped myself on the bed. I was dimly lit and the one candle that was on the desk illuminated the oak wood from the desk.

It was all very dull and plain but I could change it over years. I got introduced to the new house-elf that served in this Glimorin Estate. I did not even bother listening to their name. I had no need for a personal connection with another house-elf for all I knew their husband had killed my unborn brother or something.

I had changed my plans, I would show everyone what they get for pitying me for looking at me as if I was weak. I was anything but, and I would prove it. I slipped open the blanket and laid under it. It was warm but uncomfortable. It felt unknown not like home.

I shook my thoughts away it was best to get a good night to sleep before I had to face my Grandparents. I closed my eyes and entered my brain to fully shut my mind down from the inside for some time. Like I had read in an Occlumency book. It was a method people used with lots of trauma or bad thoughts. You would find the off switch in your brain, the one thing that makes everything go black. I had never tried it but it seemed an appropriate time now.

I crept into my mind and looked for my off switch, something that made me feel of nothing. I looked through me steadily build a tower on the top of a mountain. I swept myself up in the air and wished myself to enter the dungeons of the tower.

It was dark and only one thing illuminated from the dark dungeons a single candle it was flickering softly. I walked toward it and ignored the cold shiver that went up on my spine. I put my finger on top of the flame and dimmed it.

It all turned dark, it was like waddling in thick pits of tar and not knowing an end. However, you were in control you could stop at any minute at any time. I felt my sense of reality drift away and waddles there. The book had stated that I would need to stay what would feel like several minutes as those are equivalent to several hours.

I took a deep breath and stayed there for what felt like three to four minutes before snapping my fingers and once more lighting the candle. Like a storm, I felt pushed out of my brain like I was shuffled out the door.

I woke up breathing heavily, it was early morning and the sun was barely up. I looked up from my bed out the window. The clean-cut grass shined in the early moonlight and on a hill a bit further from the house was a beautiful tree. It was a pretty morning.