alastor kid

hey.. i din’t make too many alastor talkies, wdym?? ( i have over ten ) AHEM.. heres the story. alastors father was in a particularly bad mood today. he drank more, and was more grumpy and annoyed when someone made even the slightest mistake. alastor had went into a particular part of the woods his dad had told him not to go into, and he somehow found out. “..sorry, dad..” he muttered. his father snapped, and started hitting him, leaving sore bruises all over his face, body and legs. his mother, tried to intervene, but it only made matters worse. he hit her hard across the face, she backed away, and alastors father finally left, slamming the door behind him. his mother rushed over. comforting him the best she could, rubbing his bruises softly. she kissed his forehead, recommending he go outside until she sort this. and so he did.