His Mark [Tom Riddle's son] DISCONTINUED

Home and resentments

His Mark
[Knowledge is Power]

7th September 2016
Wednesday

Aileen

''You finally left the Hospital Wing Bones!''
I heard a group of Ravenclaws cry out in excitement as their friend sat down next to them with a bandaged arm.

''The nurse said that my foot is almost a hundred percent healed, but who knows...I might still die.''

I kept eating my breakfast and rolled my eyes at my housemates stupidity.

''You won't die! You're stronger than that,'' His friend said grinning like a fool.
''I really hope so, my head is hurting really badly and she said that it could take a while.''

I tuned the rest of their conversation off as I saw Cordelia enter The Great Hall, closely followed by her brother Julius and his girlfriend.

Momo had given me Cordelia's bracelet on Saturday, which I gave the house-elves to wash and was now holding it gently in my hand.

I don't even know why I bothered with this..., I thought to myself clasping the bracelet tightly in my hand, furrowing my eyebrows in frustration.

After realising that I probably wouldn't get a chance to talk to Cordelia during breakfast- at least not while Julius and what's her face were around, I quickly started to eat my breakfast again, just as a flurry of Owls entered The Great Hall carrying rolls of parchment tied to their feet, or carrying them in their beaks.
I However, didn't bother looking up, I knew that I wouldn't get any letters.
After all, I didn't have any living relatives, at least none that knew of my existence.
But to my utter surprise a snow white Owl landed right in front of me.
''Shoo! Go away.'' I waved a piece of bread at the Owl who in turn only flapped its wings and stayed in place.
''Go find your owner,'' I said through clenched teeth as the owl started eating the bread that landed in front of her.

The Owl puffed out her feathers in annoyance and suddenly extended her leg at me.
I was about to grasp my wand to end this absurdity as I suddenly noticed the words:
''Orphanage'' neatly written on the letter.

I suddenly froze.
Sometimes I almost forgot where I had grown up.
I wanted to forget it.

I took the letter from the Owl's leg and stared thoughtfully at the writing.

'Aileen Gaunt, Hogwarts.'

Had they finally discovered what I had done to those kids years ago and decided to throw me out?
No, that can't be it..., I thought frantically.
I hadn't left any traces, and besides I had only scared them...it was nothing compared to what the older children had done to me.

I reluctantly opened the letter, trying my best to stop my hands from shaking.

~Gaunt

I had sent a letter to the Director of your school
Jonathan Livingston, stating that your place in the Orphanage had been filled and we were out of space. In other words you could not come back here in the summer.~

My heart soared.
I didn't quite know if this was good or bad...
At least I wouldn't have to go back to the Orphanage!
But if I couldn't go back, where else would I go?

I continued to read:
~ But he told us that this was preposterous, and that we had agreed that you would be able to come back during the summer until you came off age. I had to comply and set aside a room for you in the basement.
It isn't small nor is it humid as you might be thinking.

Until then.
Eleanor Plum~

''The basement,'' I muttered whilst crumpling the letter in my hand.