Chapter 2
Lilia was shocked to see a child with pure black hair and Emerald green eyes.
..His eyes look so dull. Was Lilia`s first thought before his mind started spewing questions.
How? A royal fae child? How was the little one born? Why does no one know? Where has he been? Everyone would of recognized him by the black hair, so why does no one know??
His mind was in overdrive stuck asking questions of how and why.
How would this even!- 'deep breath'
I need to calm down. Keep calm and watch these videos than I'll be able to locate the baby fae. ..no matter how much I want to leave this place to find him, there's no point if I don't even know where he is and it looks like these videos will give us information.
With that Lilia resigned himself to stay seated while awaiting the needed information.
..well it's not like I could leave anyways...
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Everyone else was just as shocked they couldn't believe that there's another member of the royal family that none of them knew anything about.
Questions began to race through everyone's head now that the shock was over.
Where has the...why has no one? What? How? Where did this child come from? Why is he not being protected?? Is he safe? Why has no one recognized him?
Suffice to say none of them got any answers to their questions but all were feeling worried.
You see fae are extremely protective of their children- of any child really, all children are precious to a species that lives so long with such rare births. Everyone knows that Fae are extremely overprotective of their children and anyone who harms them will suffer, so the fact that a child. A fae child is somewhere out there lost and alone..well you can't blame any of them for some mysterious deaths that may occur.
Harry just really wanted to leave.
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On the screen:
Harry was running. He didn't know where he was going only that he had to get away. He ran out of Hogwarts, past the black lake, he ran and ran until he reached the forbidden forest and collapsed on the ground as he tried to breathe.
Crowley watched worried as he could see the little fae's breathing decreasing more and more as he ran. It was clear that the child was on the verge of having a panic attack so Crowley wasn't at all surprised when the faeling collapsed to the ground, still that didn't stop the ache he felt as he was only able to watch and unable to provide comfort.
Maleficent watched the little one with both longing (surprising herself that she felt longing for this child to be here, but perhaps it's because he's family) and worry.
Lilia really wanted to kill whoever dared to lay harm to the little one. But since he still doesn't know where to find him he was unable to. Instead Lilia distracted himself with planning there demise.
He couldn't breathe. Why couldn't- w-wh-hy? c-can't breathe..- He choked on his breathe, tears began pouring down his face and he began sobbing. W-why i-is t..this hap..pen....ing..
His mind and body were both going numb, he didn't care. He'd rather be numb. .. hopefu..lly I-i die... soon.... That was his last thought as he welcomed death like one would welcome a long lost friend.
Everyone was horrified by Harry's thoughts, a few have even began crying while others just stared at the screen in shock or a deep sadness.
"What caused one so young to long for death..." Was whispered softly like the person who asked it wasn't sure weather they want an answer or not.
Harry was just wondering why death would show this or why all these strangers are reacting to him in the first place. .. Hopefully no one finds out he's here.
Harry woke up but this time he wasn't in the realm of the living, no he awoke in the place he values most, the afterlife.
Everyone was confused about where the young fae was, some were still busy crying but calmed down somewhat after seeing the child alive.
Lilia tried to ignore the sinking feeling in his gut.
"Hello again child."
"..Death." Harry looks at death with a smile while his eyes sparkle brighter than anyone in the living realm has seen before.
Some gasps when they recognized the voice as the one who kidnapped them. Others kept there composer.
Crewels eyes widened and his hands shook as the pup greeted death with a smile.
Death beckoned Harry over to him in which Harry went without complaint. They both remained silent until Harry broke it.
"..can I stay this time...?" He asked even tho he already knew the answer.
"I'm sorry, you have to go back to the world of the living..." Death unwillingly denied him as always unable to take his soul.
Harry looked down and sighed.
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Maleficent was hit with a deep sadness when the child asked if he could stay there.
Lilia sat stunned as people's emotions exploded around him. He didn't know what to think or feel... On one hand the little one asked to stay dead Implying that he's been dead once before..perhaps multiple times, but was denied and on the other hand the one called Death is unable to take his soul, meaning the little one might not ever be able to die...
The guards felt guilty that they've failed their duty before even meeting him. The guard with blue hair wondered how much the baby prince has suffered for him to wish his own end.
Everyone was feeling mixed emotions; however, they weren't given a chance to process them as the screen lit up again.
The screen showed Dumbledore and McGonagall standing near identical houses.
"Are you sure this is wise." Spoke the witch.
"They are his family; he deserves to be placed with them." Dumbledore replied completely ignoring her concern.
Everyone wondered who they were and why they were watching them.
"If your sure." She sounded doubtful but chose to trust the headmaster anyways.
"It's for the best." Dumbledore stated as he placed a basket down in front of the door of number 4 private drive.
A child..? Maleficent couldn't help the bad feeling she got, especially with the way that the old guy worded it.
The screen than zooms in to the babies sleeping face. Dumbledoor turned to leave, "Time to go celebrate." with that he apparated away.
The room exploded into noise, everyone was furious. He dares leave a child on the doorstep without even knocking. That bastar- I will kill him. He left a child, a fuc*ing child infront of a door when it is clearly cold.
These were some of the thoughts running through everyone`s head as they planned murder.
McGonagall stood there for a second, gazing at the sleeping baby in sadness before also disappearing. Leaving the child on the doorstep unaware of the furious screams that will wake him up in less than a couple hours or the torturous agony he shall face in less than a year.
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