The Vision
Disclaimer-I don't own Harry Potter if I did why would I publish here?
I am sorry if this is short but the next chapter will be longer.
Notes-I have adjusted Harry's birth to 1988.
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"What are your wishes for today my lord," questioned Wormtail. "Our cover is blown; we must prove we are not defeated, we shall scare our foolish enemies," replied Voldemort scathingly, "choose an American muggle school and send my most loyal death eaters to attack it." "I have the perfect place, that our enemies will never expect, Taft, Texas" "Let no one live or you will lose more of what little you have,"...and miles away a boy with jet black hair and a lightning bolt scar was awakened.
"Voldemort will not be the cause pain to anyone else," Harry Potter yelled as he threw himself out of bed. But who would he contact. Stupid I'll send one to Sir...and his voice trailed off. Harry had not yet gotten over the death of his godfather. "Stop thinking about him. There is no time for this. I've got to tell Dumbledore.
Dear Dumbledore, I've had another vision of Voldemort. He is planning to attack a muggle school. Someplace called Taft in America. I don't know when or how soon, but I have a feeling this is a plan for the serious future. Maybe even happening right now! I will not let another die at the hands of Tom Riddle.
Harry Potter
Harry folded it quickly and gave it to Hedwig. "Get this to Dumbledore as fast as you can fly Hedwig," he patted her on the head, "lives depend on it."
In Taft nobody knew that there lives would soon change forever.
"What are your wishes for today my lord," questioned Wormtail. "Our cover is blown; we must prove we are not defeated, we shall scare our foolish enemies," replied Voldemort scathingly, "choose an American muggle school and send my most loyal death eaters to attack it." "I have the perfect place, that our enemies will never expect, Taft, Texas" "Let no one live or you will lose more of what little you have,"...and miles away a boy with jet black hair and a lightning bolt scar was awakened.
"Voldemort will not be the cause pain to anyone else," Harry Potter yelled as he threw himself out of bed. But who would he contact. Stupid I'll send one to Sir...and his voice trailed off. Harry had not yet gotten over the death of his godfather. "Stop thinking about him. There is no time for this. I've got to tell Dumbledore.
Dear Dumbledore, I've had another vision of Voldemort. He is planning to attack a muggle school. Someplace called Taft in America. I don't know when or how soon, but I have a feeling this is a plan for the serious future. Maybe even happening right now! I will not let another die at the hands of Tom Riddle.
Harry Potter
Harry folded it quickly and gave it to Hedwig. "Get this to Dumbledore as fast as you can fly Hedwig," he patted her on the head, "lives depend on it."
In Taft nobody knew that there lives would soon change forever.