User blog:FromTheEast/The Crow Manor Incident

The Crow Manor was once a huge place for occasional parties and celebrations. The once joyous manor is a symbol of supremacy of the Crow family, the head of the family, Sir Alistair Crow, inherited the manor from his great ancestors since the medieval times. The Manor was full of laughter and joy but one evening, the once happy celebrations became a sad mourningand also a shocking news for the people. The death of Alistair's son, Baltimore and his wife Miranda was a mysterious case but what really happened to the wedded couple? well, to know more about the story we must start at the beginning...

It was saturday afternoon, Mortimer Crow's birthday and the whole manor was celebrating for his eleventh birth year. The guests are havng a great time whilst his grandparents talked and greeted the incoming guests, the now eleven year old Mortimer stood up from his chair and walked near to his grandmother, "Granny, where's Mum and Dad?" the young child asked.

"Not now honey, Granny's busy," the old woman said as she shook hands with the visitors. The birthday celebration isn't just a child's party, it's also a party for Alistair Crow's birthday celebration so the manor is full of guests.

"For Merlin's sake Martha," Alistair said to his wife as he placed the wine he's drinking to a table "Come Morty, I think it's time for your magic lessons." Alistair said with joy. The guests kept greeting him so he greets him back but as soon as the guests stopped coming in for a while, Alistair picked up the young boy and carried him in his back  as they went to the balcony.

"I thought it's time for my potion lessons?" the still innocent Morty said in confusion "Mum said she'll be teaching me how to make one potion this time." Morty said as he scratches his head due to his confusion, he unmounted his grandfather's back.

"Potions are for wizards and witches who can't handle magic properly," Alistair said with a proud voice as he took out his Unicorn Hair wand from his suit. "Now, I'm showing you something that your parents can't even teach you." he said.

"What is it?" Morty asked as he backed up and sits on a chair with his eyes watching his every grandfather's movement. In amazement he watches properly and in excitement he sat still and waits patiently for his grandfather to reply.

"This spell is called, the Killing Curse..." Alistair said with his wand aiming for the pigeon on the railings of the balcony, having a a good time and cooing peacefully "Aveda Kedavra!" the old man shouted the incantation as he grins to the jet of green light that targeted the pigeon. The critter died instantly as it flew down the balcony and landed on the backyard. Alistair smirked and hid his wand and faced the child. Morty was shocked that something murderous exists. "Well? what do you think?" asked Alistair.

"Unforgivable." Morty replied with his face starting to feel pity to the lost of life.

"Unforgivable indeed, it's one of the Unforgivable Curses that exist in the Wizarding World." Alistair said. "You just say the incantion which is 'Aveda Kedavra' and voila! the curse is cast." Alistair said with enthusiasm "Here, take my wand and let me teach you how to do it." he said as he gave his wand to the boy. Morty of course grabbed the wand but his grandfather kept holding his hand trying to teach him the right twirl. "Prepare now, lad, and let's say the incantion together" he said whilst Morty nods. "Aveda Kedav--" the voice of the duo was interrupted by a scream of a woman, the voice was loud and surprising so Alistair stands up "Stay here!" he said to Morty as he ran fast down the stairs leaving Morty... and his wand.

Morty was in shocked and confused. Feeling a little bit scared, he looked down the backyard and saw green light expulsing on the windows of the Alchemy Lab of the manor's backyard. He thought that his mother was there as she was always there experimenting some potions so Morty ran downstairs disobeying his grandfather's command. He ran swiftly and fast as he could with caution becuase he was still holding his grandfather's wand. The guests was secured by the security along with Martha and Alistair. The old man saw Mortimer running through the hall and exits the floor, "Morty!" he shouted as he started to chase. Once Morty was in the backyard he cried as he reaches the Alchemy Lab he heard a second scream coming from the inside with a red spark of light bursting through the roof of the lab, he watches until the light went off and entered the building.

But as soon as Morty entered, he saw his own father holding a bloody sword on his left hand and a wand on his right. His father ignored him entering the lab and resumes on cleaning the sword with his sleeves. He soon dropped to his shock as he saw his mother lying on the floor with the potions and beaker spilled around her. His mother was bloody on his left side of his abdomen as she was also holding something on his right hand which seems like a letter and her wand on her left. His father was slowly walking near her with his stance prepared - ready to kill. Mortimer became something a child shouldn't be, a huge amount of anger made him furious and mad, he remembered that he was still holding his granfather's wand so he thought of doing something sinister a child shouldn't do. He aims the wand to his defenseless father, "Aveda.."

Alistair finally reached the backyard and went on to the lab where he saw Morty entered, but before he could even reach the lab he heard someone shouted, "Aveda Kedavra!" then a jet of blinding green light stunned him. He stopped then thought of  something he will regret for the rest of his life as he opens the door he saw his grandchild holding his wand with a very traumatic expression, his son lying on the floor and not breathing, and Miranda stabbed by a sword - bloody. Alistair has been in the wars so he seems like he is used to see something bloody but the death of his son broke him to sadness but instead of crying he hugged the traumatized Mortimer and took the wand from his hand,"I'm sorry..." he said with a silent stern voice of regret, "I'm sorry Morty..." he said with tears flowing to the both of them.