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Chapter One:
The sky was dark, the stars dimly lighting the way for men to look for her. She had run away. She had been lost. Her mother cried looking at the clothes she left behind on the grass. That was all that was left of her precious daughter.
She wasn't sure what had made her act so rashly. She wondered if maybe she hadn't been the mother that her beloved girl needed. She didn't even think of stifling the sobs that raked through her. She wanted her child back. But then when she had thought on it, her child had been long gone before it even happened.
What had become of her sweet little girl? No one knew. The hope that she may come back was thin, but it kept her cries from becoming something worse. It kept her on the line.
The men returned with melancholy faces, she had run far, for they could not find her.
~*~
"She was lost, the emptiness inside her grew until it had engulfed her. Her hair changed from the strait and bouncy red to a wavy platinum blonde, her eyes grew from the twinkling brown to cold silver, her face morphed from round and merry to thin and lost, her nose pointed and never even looked close to the rounded one she had, and her freckles wore away to reveal a pale complexion. Some say that she still lives and thrives as another, some say she is dead, but I believe that she lives on, waiting for her lost soul to come back to her and show her who she is. Even when she was hiding she had forgotten. Soon enough she had even forgotten her own name, but no. I think she is still alive and thriving under the name that she had made for herself." Hermione finished.
"Wow! Hermione! That was awesome! How did you make that up?" A first year asked.
She smiled it was simple, "I didn't."
The girls screamed and she shouted after them, "Don't worry! She won't kill anyone! It's just a legend!"
They paused at the door and turned around, "But you said that she lives under the name she had made for herself."
The brunette shook her head slowly, "I said I BELIEVE that she lives under the name that she made for herself."
They shut the door to the seventh year dormitories and rushed back over to her bed, "Tell more!"
She smiled even wider, first years had A LOT to learn.
~*~
Draco slid under the silk sheets of his bad and sighed, he felt that there was something to come. Something that would alternate his lifestyle. It wasn't said that it would, but he felt it. Something big was coming, and he wasn't even going to put up a fight, his style of living wasn't worth his life or the effort. At least not in his view.
He dismissed the thought and slept peacefully, he knew was the last time he would.
A/N: Whew! A small chapter, yes, but the future ones will be longer, this just seemed like a good place to stop it, ya know what I mean? LoL… As 4 the beginning an, I was 2 tired 2 rite it… hope ya'lls rn't 2 mad!
As Always,
Marchwarden's Blueeyed S
Chapter One:
The sky was dark, the stars dimly lighting the way for men to look for her. She had run away. She had been lost. Her mother cried looking at the clothes she left behind on the grass. That was all that was left of her precious daughter.
She wasn't sure what had made her act so rashly. She wondered if maybe she hadn't been the mother that her beloved girl needed. She didn't even think of stifling the sobs that raked through her. She wanted her child back. But then when she had thought on it, her child had been long gone before it even happened.
What had become of her sweet little girl? No one knew. The hope that she may come back was thin, but it kept her cries from becoming something worse. It kept her on the line.
The men returned with melancholy faces, she had run far, for they could not find her.
~*~
"She was lost, the emptiness inside her grew until it had engulfed her. Her hair changed from the strait and bouncy red to a wavy platinum blonde, her eyes grew from the twinkling brown to cold silver, her face morphed from round and merry to thin and lost, her nose pointed and never even looked close to the rounded one she had, and her freckles wore away to reveal a pale complexion. Some say that she still lives and thrives as another, some say she is dead, but I believe that she lives on, waiting for her lost soul to come back to her and show her who she is. Even when she was hiding she had forgotten. Soon enough she had even forgotten her own name, but no. I think she is still alive and thriving under the name that she had made for herself." Hermione finished.
"Wow! Hermione! That was awesome! How did you make that up?" A first year asked.
She smiled it was simple, "I didn't."
The girls screamed and she shouted after them, "Don't worry! She won't kill anyone! It's just a legend!"
They paused at the door and turned around, "But you said that she lives under the name she had made for herself."
The brunette shook her head slowly, "I said I BELIEVE that she lives under the name that she made for herself."
They shut the door to the seventh year dormitories and rushed back over to her bed, "Tell more!"
She smiled even wider, first years had A LOT to learn.
~*~
Draco slid under the silk sheets of his bad and sighed, he felt that there was something to come. Something that would alternate his lifestyle. It wasn't said that it would, but he felt it. Something big was coming, and he wasn't even going to put up a fight, his style of living wasn't worth his life or the effort. At least not in his view.
He dismissed the thought and slept peacefully, he knew was the last time he would.
A/N: Whew! A small chapter, yes, but the future ones will be longer, this just seemed like a good place to stop it, ya know what I mean? LoL… As 4 the beginning an, I was 2 tired 2 rite it… hope ya'lls rn't 2 mad!
As Always,
Marchwarden's Blueeyed S