Post by Headmistress Kory Eldredge on May 24, 2007 18:22:26 GMT -5
The Prophecy
Prologue:
Mrs. Miller,
Correct me if I'm wrong, but I am quite certain that you are guardian, or caretaker of a Miss Kory Eldredge at your muggle orphanage. I regret to inform you that the fate of this dear child is no longer in your hands, nor it ever was. This child is a full-blood witch, and is just now being sent an invitation to come to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I'm afraid you have no choice but to send her off, and if you attempt to resist her destiny, such as throw away this letter and not let her come to Hogwarts, you will most likely die a horribly painful death.
Good day and best wishes,
Mr. Rumplestapen, Minister of Magic
Chapter One:
A Lost Conversation
"The Prophecy does indeed state that this girl may have the power to overthrow the Dark Lord. We must keep her safe at all costs. Bad things have happened at Hogwarts before, its not an entirely safe place,"
"Yes, but does it not indeed say that she will also die in the attempt, whether it succeeds or no?"
"It does, but-"
"Therefore, it wouldn't exactly matter, am I right? Her fate has been sealed,"
"You know...it would be something if we could extract some memory from her. Something tells me that, if we caught glimpses of her past that she would have encountered the Dark Lord before, and didn't know it."
"Off you go again, with your wild propositions."
"But I'm quite sure I'm right."
"Yes, just like you think we should really assign her as Headmistress of Hogwarts. As a side note, that would mean throwing you out of your Headmaster position. She's sixteen. I wouldn't be surprised if you'd forgotten. I wouldn't be surprised if you'd lost your mind,"
"I am perfectly sane."
"I find that hard to believe,"
"Very well,"
A hand slipping beneath a cloak.
"Another speculation of mine, if you'll hold your ever-babbling tongue, is that-"
The rough wood of a meticulously hewn wand.
"-that...You're going to kill me aren't you?"
A hand flying from the black robes.
"CRUCIO MAXIMA!"
Pain to match a thousand screams.
Screams to mask the pain.
Death, silent, fleeting, slow, pain and memories, prophecy retold.
"The Prophecy does indeed state that this girl may have the power to overthrow the Dark Lord. We must keep her safe at all costs. Bad things have happened at Hogwarts before, its not an entirely safe place,"
"Yes, but does it not indeed say that she will also die in the attempt, whether it succeeds or no?"
"It does, but-"
"Therefore, it wouldn't exactly matter, am I right? Her fate has been sealed,"
"You know...it would be something if we could extract some memory from her. Something tells me that, if we caught glimpses of her past that she would have encountered the Dark Lord before, and didn't know it."
"Off you go again, with your wild propositions."
"But I'm quite sure I'm right."
"Yes, just like you think we should really assign her as Headmistress of Hogwarts. As a side note, that would mean throwing you out of your Headmaster position. She's sixteen. I wouldn't be surprised if you'd forgotten. I wouldn't be surprised if you'd lost your mind,"
"I am perfectly sane."
"I find that hard to believe,"
"Very well,"
A hand slipping beneath a cloak.
"Another speculation of mine, if you'll hold your ever-babbling tongue, is that-"
The rough wood of a meticulously hewn wand.
"-that...You're going to kill me aren't you?"
A hand flying from the black robes.
"CRUCIO MAXIMA!"
Pain to match a thousand screams.
Screams to mask the pain.
Death, silent, fleeting, slow, pain and memories, prophecy retold.
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