Crashing Down Crashing Down

I reached my hand out to catch the flying orb. Missing it by only inches, the prophecy crashed down on the stone floor.

As mist leaked from the broken fragments of the prophecy, I began to weep inwardly. My family will be looked down upon by the Dark Lord because of my failure. He will never entrust me on another mission of such importance as this one again.

I began to feel fury run through my veins. I got to my feet and approached Black and Potter from behind.

"Black!" I spat, pulling my wand from my cane.