memories & plans
I woke up and found myself in a cozy bed next to a woman I did not recognise. For a second, I thought it was my mother, and then I remembered what had happened the day before. My mood instantly plummeted to the ground, and I began to cry. My heart could not handle the pain, the gut-wrenching, bone braking, searing pain I felt in my mind and soul. I really wish I could die right now; I really do. But before I could wallow in my own despair, I heard an all too familiar voice that brought me out from my dark place.
[Kid, you are not alone, I'm here, even though I couldn't protect your family, I will give my life to ensure that you live yours.] he said to me in a stern yet loving way. Drak had always been talking to me since I arrived in this world, and now that my family was gone, he was all I had.
"Drak, is that really you?" I said shocked; I didn't think I would hear him again, much less talk to him. [thats right, kid it's me, I'm saddened to say that your father died not to give me away. He died so that you wouldn't be alone.] he said, incredibly saddened by my father's death. My mood plummeted again as I began to cry silently, this time as I immersed myself in my memories of my father.
Flashback---
"here, eat this, Tom, open your mouth, you little bugger, don't make me shove this spoon up your as-" "LANCE, what did you just say to my son," said Nina as she cut off Lance. Lance recoiled at mothers reprimand and repeated his sentence while under the glare of my mother. "here eat this, Tom, open your mouth PLEASE so that daddy can feed you." he said softly but mechanically as he stole glances at Nina. I laughed so hard at this, and Lance took it as him having made me laugh; he also took the opportunity to feed me the pumpkin he had on the spoon. "this-, damn I shouldn't have laughed, I god damn hate pumpkin" I said internally as I swallowed the pumpkin trying not to gag.
back to the present--
I smiled softly as the tears began to dry at the similar memories that occurred every morning. I started to feel better and started to talk to Drak in my head. "Drak, how did my father die? who killed him?" I asked while fury started to boil over me, any more, and I would spit fire. [relax, kid, your eyes have changed colour, amazing since you are still a baby, but it will harm your body. As for your question, I will tell you later, for I know it won't help you at all. I can tell you that your father asked me to hide the truth from you since he thought that you were an ordinary baby. he asked me to lie and make sure you never remember what happened to not live for the sake of revenge and hatred.]
"so you're saying that he wanted me, his son, to forget the tragedy to which I am the sole survivor of and live a happy life without avenging them? did I get that right?" I said, the voice inside my head becoming cold as ice as my anger rose to new levels. "you... want me... to forget...?" my voice getting lower and colder. [Kid calm down! any more and you'll lose control and burn the house down. That is what your father wished for me to do if you were a normal child, you can't blame him for it, can you? he wanted you to be happy, as any father would.] he said, trying to calm me down. My anger was about to spill over the edge when another memory flashed through my eyes.
Flashback 2--
"Tom, sit still, I need to change your diaper, and then you can go with your brother to play in the garden," my mother said as she looked at me with the same adoring eyes and the smile that could topple countries. My mother was my rock, the person I was most connected to. Since my last life, all I wanted was to feel the warmth of a mothers touch, and I finally felt it; it was addictive, I loved it, it felt like bliss.
My brother would walk in and carry me to the garden and collect tomatoes and potatoes and carrots. His clumsiness stunned me as he almost dropped me on my head, the dumbass. "sorry Tom, I promise it won't happen again," he would say and give me a big kiss on the forehead before giving me a dumb smile that always forced me to forgive him.
When I was born Theo was 10, he always talked about leaving the mountain one day and finding a pretty girl to marry. I would laugh in my baby voice every time he mentioned it, which really pissed him off and made a stupid scrunched up face because of it, which made me laugh more and so forth. One time he threatened to throw me to the wolves; funny how that day was the same that he got bit on the ass by one before mother had to save him.
end of flashback--
I calmed down again at the memory of my brother before getting sad again. I really was a fucking mess. [Kid, I know you are sad and angry, and I will not stop you from getting your revenge, but for that, you need to grow up more and learn magic to stand a chance. Not to mention that Voldemort is out there.] he stopped after that. "you don't need to worry about Voldemort since he will die on the 31st of October next year," I said confidently with hatred in my eyes.
[how do you know that?] Drak asked me confusedly. I could only sigh before spilling. " Are you able to read my memories at all? I really can't be bothered explaining," I said as I yawned. [yes, but you need to give me access to the memories you want to share.] I heard him and thought about hiding some stuff before giving up on that idea. after all, what was the point, He will not hurt me, and two minds are better than one when it comes to the future and the corresponding plans.
"very well, I'll give you access to every single one of my memories from my past life," I said flatly. Drak was shocked before suddenly getting an influx of my memories and beginning to read through them. It took a good hour and a bit before he talked again.
[I see, well, first of all, it's a shame that you died so young, my condolences, second of all, I'm sorry you lost the family you so much wanted, and thirdly I see that our world has somehow been written in the form of a book and the movies to go along with it. You seem to be very smart; you have a lot of knowledge that will be fun to sift through while doing your own thing. Ahah.] cough* [right, sorry, where was I? It seems that your world has predicted future events, or maybe our world only came into existence due to someone making it up? it doesn't really matter since they no longer have control over it, but having a good timeline of events will be very useful to us.]
I didnt really care for much of it, but I did agree; having a timeline to base myself on was very good.
" Drak, I'm going to tell you what my plans will be, and they are drastically different to what I was originally going for, but that does not matter anymore. I do not care if you are with me or not, I will get my revenge on both Voldemort and the ministry of magic, I will burn it to the ground and turn it into something better, a ministry that does not discriminate against muggles, and most of all, I shall reinstate the Pendragon family as the strongest family in the world. So are you with me Drak?" I asked. [Kid, you seem to have misunderstood me on something, I am the dragon from hell, the god of flame and destruction, I have not had the chance to witness carnage in a long time, and I'm all for your plan. But that must wait until you are strong enough.
We are currently safe since the man who killed your father doesn't know that I'm alive, and those who killed your mother and brother are burnt to a crisp. I will teach you all you need to know, it will be a long journey, but we have time. Naturally, most of it will be theoretical and doing wandless magic will not be possible until much later.
So for now live, have fun, study and go to normal school and when you are ready, you will receive your letter to Hogwarts. Luke, your adopted father is trustworthy. You don't have to worry since he once saved your father, funnily enough, made a blood pact always to help each other. Even after Lance's death, he will fulfil his promise to your father. But enough of that, I need to sleep for a while, and you need to socialise and fit in with your new family. I'll see you later, kid.] he said before becoming silent.