Skeletons in the Closet

The Forest

As the forest thickened, so did the clouds. The sky grew dark, angry grey and rain started to fall. Eager to test out some new spells, I whispered, holding up my wand,
"Parapluvia" and a transparent umbrella appeared from the tip of my wand. As the rain continued to fall, I walked. I had been walking for several days, without rest. I attributed this amazing endurance to my rage and anger, which continually boiled beneath the surface. Only now, was I starting to feel the effects of such a long walk. My legs burned, and it hurt to walk. I had to stop somewhere, so I found a suitable hollow in a tree, not far from the trail. I pulled my bag in, and created a tiny flame, floating in midair. My thoughts turned to my situation, and I felt another pang of self-pity. What had I done to deserve this? Suddenly, the air grew cold and thin, as the rain turned to hail. My flame dimmed until it was little more than candle light. I could feel my breath rattling around in my chest, and I felt my heart drop with despair. I knew what was coming. I pulled my stuff together, and jumped out of the tree. Lo and behold, there it was. A dementor. Being a young witch, I had no hope in producing a patronus, so I went for a more physical route. Raising my wand, I incanted, " Lacarnum Inflamarae!" As the dementor cloak caught fire, I didn't stick around to see if it did anything. I don't know if dementors can be harmed that way, but it was the only hope I had. I broke into a run. I had to put some space between myself and the creature. When the hail finally melted and turned into rain, I once again climbed into the hollow of a tree, but this time, I drifted off into sleep. Waking up was easier this time, considering how long I'd slept. Judging by the time of day, I had slept pretty late. I climbed out of the tree, and set off once again this time, nothing interrupted my journey. The forest grew thinner and thinner, until I arrived at a meadow. Consulting the map, I was at the south end of Mt. Greylock. I set off for the mountain looming above me. I climbed the path, until I reached a high stone wall, with an iron gate set into it. Reaching for the gate, I was about to try to push it open, when suddenly, a clanging metallic voice said,
"Wand please". I pulled out my wand and, confused about what to do, simply tapped the gate. Slowly, the gate began to open inward, as if inviting me in. I walked forward, and the gate gently clanged shut behind me. I made it! Safety at last! I walked towards the building closest to the gate, pushed the doors open, and stepped inside.