Who: Dennis and Colin What: Sad Dennis When: Monday Where: Safe house provided by Awesomesauce Trio Warnings: None, except Emoness Status: Incomplete
It was past being days later now. It was now hitting the territory of weeks later (or at least would be in a matter of time) and yet it felt as if it was just yesterday. He could only believe that Justin had fallen to the same fate. He was sad for that knowledge, but it was Rose that kept his mind down and kept his voice quiet.
He had told Colin he didn't want to be alone and it was true. He didn't trust himself alone. When alone he had nothing but dark thoughts. He didn't have a way with magic...and he was slowly accepting he never would...but he was quick on his feet these days. He was gradually becoming more and more of a thief. He wondered what his Mother would have thought of that, but only for a brief second. And he could steal anything he put his mind to. Or, at least, he liked to imagine he could.
If he got close enough, he could find a potion that could do damage. And then he could go to Azkaban...he could try to get her free. Maybe he'd die doing so.
But it'd be worth it to try, wouldn't it? What good was being alive if others were in a place where so many wished for death?
He didn't like their new house. It didn't feel like a home. It didn't matter that Harry Potter had aided them in finding someone with safe houses. It didn't matter that he was metaphorically safe. He didn't like it.
He was sitting in the corner, having set his journal down, running his hands through his hair with a forlorn look.