Oh my wow. It's another story!
So I know this was supposed to be one about them in New Moon, but i decided to change it. I didn't like the way it ended up being told on paper. None of it really worked out once it was written down. Come to think of it... it never really worked in my head either! Oh, well. So this is the new version of This Revolution.
Also, this story won't be updated for a while so I can make sure to get the next few chapters done first. I really should have done that with The Millers. But I didn't. -sigh-
Anyhow, this is the Prologue an I hope you all enjoy it! I'm also sorry it's so short. But enjoy it anyway!
PROLOUGE
3RDPOV
The message ran though his mind. It was not one had wanted to hear, nor one he wanted to pass on. But he did. And now, there was another who desperately needed this message. This warning. They would also need the help that followed.
Pulling out his wand, Kingsley Shaklebolt turned towards his companion, a young woman with her hair in a plait, a worried expression on her face and her cloak held close to her chest, her hood fell into her eyes casting a shadow onto her upper face.
He sighed. "I really wish it had not come to this. None of us do. It'll probably mean the end of everything for a very long time."
Susan Bones shook her head. "Then hurry up and send Black the message. The more time she has the better."
Kingsley muttered the incantation under is breath, the words mentally transferring into the lynx's mouth. As soon as it vanished he turned back to the dead Wizengamot's niece. "Let's hope she's alone."
Susan nodded, then sighed. "Let's hope and if not… she knows what to do."
"Hopefully, it won't come to that. Let's just ask Merlin to keep her and everyone around her safe."