Post by valval on Jan 20, 2011 11:11:15 GMT -5
So many things were going on inside the young Gryffindors head. So many things he wanted to ask but couldn't. Why couldn't he ask you wonder. Well he had asked his cousin James some of what was rolling around in his head and James had thought he was mental. So what if he wondered if his parents might be wrong about how they saw things. Lily could be right couldn't she. Why did adults have to tell their children what to think or how to act.
Why was young Hugo thinking these things you ask. Well he wasn't always this way. Oh no. He use to be one to follow the rules and listen to adults. He didn't so much as his sister did but still. He was pretty good at obeying the adults. Hugo was in his sixth year and he was a Prefect just like his parents had been and like his sister had been. His sister had gotten to be Head Girl. He had really hoped no one expected him to be one. Okay so here was young Hugo in his sixth year now. Him and his father never really got along since Hugo hated quidditch. Still not telling him about his whole werewolf problem everyone told him he should.
Hugo wasn't going to. Why should he anyway? His father hated him enough. Anyway that clown that had kidnapped Hugo had did things to the poor boy. Tortured him beyond what Hugo thought he could handle. He had slowly been going crazy in that place till one day he finally escaped. Sadly though he was kidnapped again after the lockdown was over. He had awoken in that crazy mans name Sethos place again. Hugo had bitten him though. He wasn't going to be tortured again without a fight. So he had fought the man throughout the whole ordeal.
Then the poor boy was kidnapped a third time. This time the crazy pyscho kept throwing razor blades at him. Why couldn't this man just leave him alone. So here he was now. Tired, hurting, and feeling a little dark. Did this make him insane, the darkness. Closing his eyes he stopped in his walk for a bit. Thinking he found the darkness inside him that kept calling to him. So far Hugo had refused it but he was getting weaker. He was starting to think if he should answer to this darkness that seeped through his body.
Opening his eyes he looked around. He was on the seventh floor near the Gryffindor Tower. Well he did have something to write for the paper so he started towards the common room. Hugo stopped as he heard something. Something walking towards him. His hand on his wand now he looked around. He saw a guy standing behind him. And you are.... he said running a hand through his hair.