A Chance at Happiness

48. Durmstrung

Nathan never managed to figure out where exactly was the school placed.

It was a very small castle, compared to Hogwarts.

No Houses and no muggle-borns either.

The Headmaster seemed very strict. But again, the whole school seemed strict.

The studying was hard and the high standards required by the students were more than evident in everyday life.

The students were also distant. No one approached Nathan just to hang out. They all were in need of something. Information, help with home work...

Nathan's letter to invite his father for his birthday was also denied by the Headmaster.

Each day, he felt like he was being tested. It was a good thing, because he didn't have much time to reflect on the past.

But the truth is that he was having a very, very hard time to keep up.

When Christmas approached, he was hoping that he would be able to see his Dad again.

But no... Durmstrung didn't have a Christmas Break or any other break.

So the only way of communication with his father was through his letters, which he suspected that were monitored, so he was very reluctant and conservative in exchanging any useful information.

He kept his promise towards his father, writing a letter each night, right before he fell to sleep.

His father would always send his response early in the morning of the next day.

His sister, though, never sent an answer back, which to Nathan's opinion was very rude to the point of actually being cruel.

One night, he asked for permission to use the Prefect's Bathroom and - to his surprise - he received it.

He locked the door and ran the bath. The tub was huge and it had multi colour bubbles and many aromatic oils and bubblebath soap.

He took of his clothes and stood in front of the mirror.

He was finally looking more as a man. He was only 16. The youngest of his fellow classmates.

He was as tall as his father now, with lean muscles. Only a few scars were visible. The potions and the salves had managed to repair his skin in an excellent way.

He had a few hair in his chest, but a lot more hair around his belly button that reached down to his pubic area.

His arms and legs were thin, but not too thin. They seemed strong and the muscles were nicely outlined. His face had also changed. His jaw was now square. Much like his father's. His nose also grew bigger, but it wasn't hooked as his father's.

He had perfect high cheekbones.

His lips were the exact copy of his mothers. Full yet with excellent shape and perfect size for his face.

His eyes appeared smaller than his mother's. They were also a deeper shade of grey.

His hair was now shoulder length and straight, exactly like his Dad's. Sometimes, he washed them twice a day to keep them from greasing too much.

He traced his abs with his right hand. They felt so good.

He noticed for the first time the hardening of his nipples.

"I didn't know that my nipples were THAT sensitive" he though and used his left hand to slightly pinch them, feeling them in between his fingers and finally playing with them.