Goodnight, Princes and Kings
by : epiphanies
Don't ask questions if you don't understand.
In a cabin deep in a forest, with wrestling foliage and trailing tree trunks, there once was a family. A perfect family. A mother, a father, a son. A cabin made of wood and protected by magic so strong that one couldn't even sense it when it was near, for they were so overtaken by the urge to turn back that nothing else mattered. A cabin beside a lake, in a most inappropriate place for a cabin.
Between the cabin and the outside world, the forest became known for being a dark and frightening place. Forbidden, actually, from the occupants of the grounds which stood on the brink of the forest.
Between the home of the family and the greatest wizard of all time stood only a forest, forbidden or unforbidden. Only a forest.
For some families, it is known that they cannot be saved. It was so for this one.
One day, a person came along and eliminated the mother. The father.
The child was left on his own, in a place that was renown for distinct magical protection, and was then rescued and brought to a rather safer dwelling.
Only a scar, the child beared, as a signal of his identity. Of the family he'd once had. Of the protection that had dissipated at the wave of a wand.
Years later, he asked a protector where his parents had died. His mother. His father.
His protector had replied with a heavy heart, "Not far."
A scarred child runs through a nearby forest now. Searching for his burial ground. Searching for memories and acceptance and love. None shall he find in the ruins of Godric's Hollow, lying within the very walls of Hogwarts School. The only surprise he shall find is a burrow. A path. A tunnel, connecting the halls of the school to the cellar of the former set of logs that he'd called home. Only potential escape, within his fingertips. Within their fingertips. Washed away with time. Collapsed at the other side. Another chapter finished.
Leaves rustle in the forest today. The wind stirs them and whispers, "Goodnight, Princes and Kings." The world slips into slumber and memories are lost to dreams.
In a cabin deep in a forest, with wrestling foliage and trailing tree trunks, there once was a family. A perfect family. Only a forest.