6 years old, 36 years later~
Arsanel Black opened misty blue eyes, but closed them nearly a second after, the intrusion of light on his tiny eyes too much all at once.
He opened his eyes slowly once again, clearing black dots out of his vision. He stood up to see his home in ruins.
He wondered why, but then he remembered everything. Every detail, every horrifying detail.
He started to cry. Everything was taken away from him, it wasn't fair.
His mom was gone, his dad was gone, he didn't have siblings...
As his tears ran out, he remembered his mom's message to him.
"Find your uncle Sirius, if not, go to Godric's hollow. The people there will help you."
Arsanel needed to find his uncle, and get out of here, and get his priorities set straight. But, he didn't know where to start looking. Maybe he should go to his dad's old house? Maybe he could find his uncle there.
But he was already in the West County, maybe he should go to Godric's Hollow. Besides, maybe the people there knew where his uncle was?
That sounded like a plan. The six year old stood up shakily and wobbled his way out of the house. Being asleep for a couple days certainly messed with his system. He made his way onto the street, but he didn't know where he was. He knew he was at least somewhat close to Godric's Hollow, but the little black haired boy never really went outside the house, due to his being 6 years old.
He passed people on the streets, some looked at him with pity, some with curiousness, some didn't even bother casting a glance.
How he ever did this himself, he wonders as well, but after hours of searching, he came across a house, a lable outside that read Godric's Hallow.
He walked up to the door, curled his tiny fist and knocked. A tall, black haired, green eyed man who had glasses opened the door.
Arsanel blinked. "My mommy said to come find you. Do you know where my Uncle Sirius is?"
YOU ARE READING
House Of Black
Fanfiction"Run! Run Arsen run!" My mother frantically yelled at me, but I stood rooted to the ground as massive amounts of death eaters flooded into my home. My mother ran to my and scooped my six year old self up, but fell a couple steps after. Silent tears...
