Childhood

The last 6 years were not easy for Will. Being a man in his prime and trapped in a shell where he could do almost nothing on his own was pretty frustrating. After a while, his parents were able to call him William quite comfortably. He did convince his mother to call him Will, and she happily obliged, thinking it as a way to avoid the name that Arthur had given, and more of a twist of Will's own creation.

As for his father, he never mentioned the incident to Will, or anyone else. Will, who was reincarnated, remembered the experience very clearly, and still got nightmares of the incident to the very day. He always wondered though, as to whether it changed anything in him. He felt no different than an actual person, and he knew that, because he had the experience to compare it.

At six years old, his schedule was completely different from the actual six year old. His mother fought for him, allowing him to go to a normal school- a muggle school obviously, until the age of eleven. Will always wondered though, as to how all of the elders had the confidence that he would get admitted to Hogwarts. He wanted to ask them, but he stopped, because he was just a child of 6, and he did not want anyone to know about his reincarnation. If that got out, what happened six years ago, would happen again and again for the rest of his life, only they would not care of his survival.

His schedule though, was jam packed. He had school for the first part of his class, and then an entirely different subject suite for the latter. School was a cinch, but the new subjects required Will to put a lot of effort into understanding. The wizarding world was not really as fun as it would seem, and his parents already told him that he would not get a wand until he was eleven. He whined, but he understood the reasoning behind the decision.

"If only they knew that I was actually a reasonable adult, they would give me the wand.", he thought.

His days passed without much occasion, mostly because of his very extravagant and sheltered life style. At school, all the kids were too young to develop a personality that would actually trouble Will, and the only problem that he faced, was that he had to arrive to school in the limousine. It was a terrible source of attraction, and all the kids in his class had asked him about his ride from the beginning. He did cook up a story on how his father was a mere driver, and that he was given permission to drop him off at school in the limo, but even Will was unsure on how long that would hold up.

"Of course, it doesn't need to hold up for long. In five years, I will leave this place and go to Hogwarts. Who knows, maybe I will be lucky enough to meet Harry Potter himself, and maybe I will get a chance to meet Hermione.", he blushed. But, didn't every fan of the series wish for such a circumstance? He was fortunate enough to be in it.

Will's grand father, Arthur, was a quite busy man. During his six years in the manor, Will had spoken to him in private or in a conversation very few times. They numbered no more than ten. Will was relieved because the earliest memory that he had of him was that of the baptism, and that was a truly terrifying experience, so the impression that Arthur had on Will was fear, and Will thought of him as a demon. That showed in the early years, as whenever Arthur entered the room, Will would cry.

Daphne was quite suspicious about what had happened, but she certainly did not suspect that Raphael was in on it. Soon, after a few hateful gazes from Arthur, Will corrected himself, but he still shivered whenever Arthur entered the room, very much like his mother.