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Dusk is a wizard. He wields a 10" Yew, Dragon Heartstring wand, and is a member of the unsorted masses of Hogwarts students just off the train eagerly crowding around the Sorting Hat.

About Me

"Hush little baby, don't say a word.
Mama's gonna buy you a mocking bird."


In a room late at night, a mother cried holding her toddler. Her son lay in bed, watching as the mother continued to rock the child. Back and forth, back and forth.

"And if that mocking bird don't sing,
Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring."


Mama, why do you cry? What is wrong? An explosion happened downstairs, as a door crashed to the ground. Shouts of spells could be heard all around, and yet the mother continued to sing.

"And if that diamond ring goes brass,
Mama's gonna buy you a looking glass."


Mama, what has you so upset that you hold your child so close? The toddler wasn't crying. She simply slept on as the mother’s body shook, holding back hysterical sobs. Dusk rose from his bed. He walked to his mother who simply lowered to the floor, glassy eyes staring into his dark ones.

The door opened and two masked men walked in. His mother quickly grabbed Dusk's chin. Her voice fell to a whisper.


"Hush little baby, don't say a word."


The hand fell and her head rolled off. Her lifeless body collapsed into a heap. Dusk looked up at the killers. One raised his arm to cast a curse, but the other held it down and shook his head.

"Their debt is paid."
"But he witnessed it. He deserves to die."
"He watched his parents die tonight. He'll have wished he died with them."


The mask figures left. The five year old child shed not one tear. He made not one sound. His eyes didn’t widen with fear. They didn’t show even a bit of sorrow. He looked at his mother’s head, which lie useless on the ground. Her body still held the sleeping Day. She was soaked with her mother’s blood.

Dusk picked up Day. He held his sister close. She was still breathing evenly, innocent to the events that just happened. Dusk began to stroke her blood soaked hair.


"Hush little baby, don't say a word..."