PINKY

                                                                                          PINKY

CHAPTER 1

It was a cold evening on the eve of a new year. A tall slim figure shrouded in a clock of darkness walked towards the gargoyle, after a whispered word the gargoyle moved and the figure moved up the revolving stairs. A knock later the figure entered a magnificent room with various trinkets, a huge window which looked over a frozen lake and a vast forest covered in white snow, a majestic bird with shades of red and golden plumage. But what caught the lion’s share of attention is the tall wizard standing near the huge bookshelf facing the central table with a rare alchemy book in his hand, with deep midnight blue robes with small golden stars embroidered at the hem, cuffs and collar: - who turned to look at the entered figure. As soon as his gaze fell on the entered figure, the entered figure fell to the ground, on hands and knees, eyes demurely on the ground; neck exposed in submission and started crawling towards the wizard who observed this with a raised eyebrow. As soon as the crawling figured reached the wizard, it kissed the booted feet of the wizard and said

“As of this day I am 17 years of age. Therefor I kindly beg you please accept me as yours eternally. From this day forth this body, mind, soul and magic belongs to you and you only. To serve you, to please you, to be used by you as you please, to be taught by you to please you, to be disciplined by you as you see it fit, to be modified by you to suit your taste and need.” 

“Are you sure?  There is no turning back once you are mine” asked the wizard.

The figure still on all four kissed the hem of the wizards robe and said a quiet “yes”.

The wizard went to his desk and pulled out a scroll and a quill and dropped it in front of the crawling person, who signed it without reading the scroll. The wizard then pulled from his bottom drawer a ceremonial dagger, cut the palm of his left hand and dropped seven drops of his blood on the eageropen mouth of the kneeling figure while waving both the dagger and his wands around the kneeling figure´s head. As soon as the wizard completed his waving 13 times , the kneeling figure swallowed the blood in his mouth, a bright white light surrounded both while it turned golden around the wizard, it turned red around the kneeling figure before being absorbed into their skin at the stroke of midnight- at the start of a new year.

And this is how Tom Marvolo Riddle became the property of Albus Percival Wolfric Brian Dumbledore.