Chapter 02: From the dream

Far from the fire and far from that city where neither people nor the weather itself could influence, in an old mansion almost forgotten by the moonlight.

"uh.... mmm.... ugh" complained a young man in the middle of the night inside a luxurious but disheveled room.

"Ah!" The boy's eyes opened in the middle of the darkness with a slight scream, it took him no time at all to take off the blanket and sit up in bed "ah.... ah.... ah" the young man's breathing was agitated and on his face was sweaty due to the psychological impact of what he was seeing in his sleep.

Out of nowhere appeared a humanoid figure with a thin build, bat-like ears and bulging eyes "Young Rosier!" exclaimed the figure, a house elf belonging to the Rosier family.

"Vorona..." said the young man with a gasp looking at the elf next to him, the elf himself looked worried and fearful, that elf handed a glass with water in the hands of his master.

"Another dream young Rosier, it's just another dream. Here and drink, it will help with the nightmare."

"This one was different, this one was not like the others, I can remember everything.... I could feel everything" the young Rosier put his hands on his body "it's like I was another person, I had another name and everything was different.... me.... me.... I think I need to rest, I need to go back to sleep"

"sure, sure master William must rest, Vorona is only disturbing the young master's sleep, Vorona will disappear right now" it was only enough that he snapped his fingers for the elf to disappear and with him the candle making the darkness return.

The young man sat on the edge of the bed and put his hand on his head, he touched his hair then touched his face and finally touched his chest "the same dream again" he said to himself "I am no longer a normal student, I am no longer burning, now I am William, William Asmodeus Rosier".

Pov William

Every night I am haunted by the memories of my death, I have only been here for four months since I reincarnated or well inherited the memories of my previous 'self', I mean my past life as a normal student in the 21st century.

The first day I woke up in this new body I was scared and tried to act normal but I was quickly discovered by Vorona, I explained the situation a bit by saying that I had dreams of another life, a truth to some extent, the fact is that my death was painful and I always remember it when I sleep.

Now my name is William Rosie, son of Evan Rosie, one of Voldemort's Mortifagos henchmen and yes, I am in the fantastic world of Harry Potter. I wasn't really a fan of the saga but I know a few specifics.

The specific fact is the family and my magic, I still don't feel anything special inside me and that's mainly because I'm a child or so I think, I don't really understand everything that happens, I can't adapt to this huge castle and a dysfunctional family, I'm the youngest of five brothers, all talented regarding magic but I feel a big gap towards myself, supposedly due to my apparent lack of magic.

"I don't think I can sleep again... I really think I need to go to the bathroom" due to the custom of early life it was impossible to get used to using a portable toilet being mandatory to head to a proper bathroom, due to the dimensions of the large castle it was difficult for me to get there the first few days but before long I discovered.... No, rather I rediscovered that rare ability that appeared in my past life just before I died.

When I use it everything around me becomes visible and I can even see what is on the other side of the walls as if I were using the sight of a bat or rather as if I were using one of those video game skills to detect things in the surroundings. Sure I can only see ten meters around me but it's already more than I could ask for, I decided to call it mind's eye.

The truth when the mind's eye woke up in this world I was quite surprised, I mean, in my previous life I had never heard of something similar in a human and also in all the movies I could see I didn't see something like that in the Harry Potter world either so I can assume that it is my own ability.

I can say that my life is not that bad or well in a way it is a bit better than my previous life, I am a kid, minus point, but I don't have to work extra shifts in a burger shop anymore which is a plus point, now there are more people in my house plus point, the people around me have a pretty creepy and evil tinge to them, minus point.

Yes, I live in one of the oldest wizarding houses in England as I said before the Rosier house, which certainly has a great fame due to the most alarming events in the history of magic. Vinda Rosier follower of Gellert Grindelwald, Evan Rosier and Rosier himself participants in the ranks of Voldemort during the first magical war.

The Rosier family is important but not positively famous and Rosier himself is not very affectionate with the family, I am his grandson but since reincarnation I have not seen him once and according to Vorona he should not attract much attention, he is not a nice person.

My mother on the other hand has a cold look, she is a tall and slender woman, obviously a pure blood witch coming from the Parkinson family, another family belonging to the holy twenty-eight, her name Abbey Rosier, née Parkinson.

My older brother, the first son of the Rosier family is called Marcus Rosier, recently graduated from Hogwarts and is in charge of the family business, if I'm not mistaken he had honors at the time of graduation.

Next is my sister Lesley Rosier, a fifth year witch specializing in transformations and a feared genius in the field of enchantments, my mother favors her in every way possible.

Then follow twins Jessica and Damian Rosier, as I said they are twins and both are good Quidditch players, they are also good in potions classes.

Finally there is my position, the fifth in the family branch and the last of the children. I don't have a specialty yet but I have the mind's eye as my backup.... Yes, I am consoling myself.