Alright, here's the thing: I consider myself to be a pretty open-minded person. But this is just taking it too far! I mean, seriously? magic?! To be fair, I'm not saying this like this is a bad thing or anything; I mean, it's a pure joy to see the people around me perform magic, something that I have only read about or seen in movies, but seeing it in real life is something else. Every spell looks completely different. The colors, the opacity. Sometimes it's just the wand that lights up; sometimes there is a golden aura.
And speaking of the people around me, it has been an equally interesting time. Learning everything about the people who are my family now and how closely knit they are. It has been heartwarming to see a family this close and who love each other so much. I seriously lucked out here, but that's the thing that really ticks me off. I'm not a lucky person.
And that means that this is definitely a fucking dream, and I am in a bloody coma.
Hmmm
There is no other way to explain this shit, and it's not even the fact that magic is real... the real kicker is that my mother had me with Regulus Black. The Regulus black!! Brother of Sirius Black, who is supposed to be dead in a cave right now. Infested with Inferi, no less. 'Right??'
Me being here not just made Regulus a father but also created an entirely new family line.
The House of Fall. And this is not just any other universe but the universe where the Hogwarts Legacy game is set, and this entire situation is made up of my imagination.'
You do have a very vivid imagination, but creating an entire universe in your dreams?? Now that's definitely a first.
'Don't I know it. Now you might be asking, "How the fuck do I know about the state of relationships of this world when I'm just a fuckin' infant, well, you can thank the fact that my new mother is a blabbermouth, and she likes to ramble on about anything and everything when she's free, which is a good thing for me, as this gave me a lot of information about this timeline.
For example, here I'm a direct descendant of MY Hogwarts legacy character 'Nora Fall,' who marries Ominis Gaunt, but to escape from his family, he took the name Fall.
And that kicks off the fuckin'saga of the Noble House of Fall. I mean, what the actual fuck??
'How did I even create this fucking world??'
Perks of being an animator, perhaps??
'I never finished my course, remember? But that doesn't matter; what matters is that we are 43 years back in time!! Do you know what that means??
A brilliant opportunity to dominate the stock market and accumulate wealth because of the knowledge we have gathered in our previous 21 years of life??
'No proper technology for more than 30 years!! The first smartphone that will be launched will be in 1994, and it will be a fucking IBM Simon!! No internet for 11 years!! And no proper laptop for 30 years!!'
That's your takeaway from all this?? Seriously? How do you know that we are not going to wake up in, oh, I don't know, 10 days?? Maybe just a bloody week. You're making this harder than it is supposed to be, Sam.
'I know… But I'm so used to all of it that it honestly scares me. Just imagine that if we don't wake up, then it'll take us more than 40 years to get where we were.
I can't say I don't understand what you're trying to say, because that'll be hard for both of us, but we have to make the best of this situation. Plus, there is magic, dude!!
'Yeah, you're right. Also, it is nerve-wracking to wait for Harry to finally kill Voldymoldy.'
Can't argue with that. -- Ooh, hear that? Maybe Chloe is coming.
Turning my head to the side, I saw the door to my nursery opening and my mother slowly creeping into the room, not waking me up if I'm sleeping, perhaps. I have to say, she's looking much better now than when I saw her in the hospital that day.
"Hey Cass, how are you doing today?" I tried to speak, but all that came out was gurgling, "Oh, that's good. Come on, let's go and say hi to Grandma."
'pathetic baby body! can't even string two sentences together!!'
It'll be a while before you get proper control over your muscles. Keeping your track record in mind, you'll probably start speaking when you're 2 years old.
'I know that; I'm just saying I don't like not expressing myself.'
"Hey Cass, you're finally awake?" Taking me from my mother the moment we entered the kitchen, my grandmother instantly started doing all those weird baby things that people usually do, like baby talk, trying to point out something shiny to get a reaction out of me, and rocking me. I still don't understand why babies like this shit; this is just making me nauseous.
"He was already awake when I walked in the room, just lying there staring at the roof."
"Well, then he must be hungry.'' Come to think of it, I actually was hungry, but I have gotten so used to ignoring my dietary needs that it never entered my mind. You know you have to stop that now?? You are a growing kid; you need food. You're not pulling all-nighters anymore.
"Where is Dad?" Taking a look around, I realize that I haven't seen my grandfather anywhere. Usually, he's sitting with us, but not today.
"He's at the ministry; the floo network is still causing problems... We've lost a lot of people due to it." That got my bells ringing. Usually when Death Eaters go to attack a wizarding family, they shut down all forms of escape. That means portkeys, apparation, and the Floo system.
"And are they blaming Dad for it?"
"Not really; they are still trying to ascertain whether it is really a maintenance issue or if there is someone in the department helping the dark asshole."
That caused me to lose it. It was so unexpected in this serious conversation, but that's my grandma. She always says stuff like that, out of the blue, and acts like nothing out of the ordinary happened.
"Not in front of Cass, please," and then there is my mother trying to be an adult here. Seriously, how did she grow up like this with a grandma like that?? Regulus's influence, probably.
"I'm sorry, but look at it—he's laughing at my colorful language." She smiles warmly at me before handing me to my mother.
"I don't want his first words to be 'Voldywhore.'"
"Don't worry, there's still time until he speaks, and maybe we'll teach him something better till then."
She said while walking out of the room and winking at me.
'She's the coolest grandma out there.'
No complaints from me.
"So Cass wants to help make a few potions today?" Without giving me time to react, she exclaimed, "Great!! Let's go!!"
I wonder what happened to Sabastian??