Unexpected Intervention
Prologue.
There was a forest.
In this forest, there were two men and a chess board.
This was no ordinary chess board, however. Nor were these ordinary men.
Both men wore cloaks with hoods, their faces shadows, vague representations of what was hidden. Although they both wore cloaks, neither of their cloaks looked anything alike, one was a bright white, which made the shadows underneath his hood stand out even more. The other? He was the epitome of darkness.
This was quite literal, as these two beings were not men, but merely representations of the unknown, a symbol of a greater being that our kind has been searching for for many millennia.
In simple terms, these beings represented Light and Dark.
The chess board represented the constant struggle for dominance between the two.
There had been many chess boards, a different one for each generation, each had their own victors and losers. However, like most things in the past, they were almost inaccessible, the only possible way to access the old chess pieces was if one of the players, light and dark, had the dice land on time.
It had never landed on time.
Dark's move had just finished. He had just made Wormtail escape, to revive Tom Riddle.
This meant it was Light's move, but what could he do to counter that? The light aspect rolled the dice, watching it spin around the board, calmly dodging the pieces. As the dice began to slow down, a plan began to formulate within Light's mind. All he needed was the right roll, he had two options that would do it... Time or Unexpected Intervention.
When the dice finally stopped, Dark smirked, it had landed on Unexpected Intervention, a dice roll that had cost Light many pieces - indeed that was what had cost him Lily and James.
Light grinned back at Dark, before turning to one of the pawns and moving it, completely destroying the majority of Dark's plans in one move, not that he knew it yet.
*** ICW Courtroom ***
"So, Dumbledore, what is going on in England?" A droning voice called across the vast room.
"We are hosting the Triwizard Tournament, we have confirmed with Beauxbatons and Durmstrang." The aged wizard replied, "although I'm surprised they agreed, trouble is brewing."
"Trouble?" A stern wizard queried, "perhaps you should extend the amount of schools invited to this tournament. Broadening your friendships even further couldn't hurt your chances."
Albus Dumbledore was a very intelligent wizard, believing anything less would be unwise, but everyone once in awhile, he met someone with an idea that was better than one of his own.
"The Triwizard Tournament is just that, three wizards... it would be difficult to add another school to the participating list." Dumbledore answered, before adding to himself but not impossible.
"Of course, but perhaps the trouble would be worth the possible rewards?" an elderly witch returned, "In fact, I would be willing to join with my school, we have a much bigger difference in cultures, I believe my students would find it refreshing."
"I am partial to this idea." This time it was not a living person that spoke, but a portrait. "I believe that adding one more school to the roster would be a good idea, you will not have to vary the tasks much, nor would you have trouble with space, as these children are used to dangerous forests."
"Of course, I believe I can do this." Dumbledore replied, accepting the idea, after all, it wasn't everyday that Merlin's portrait spoke, indeed, this was the first time Dumbledore had seen it speak at all.
"It is sorted then, the Oceanic Academy of Magic shall head to Hogwarts, we will discuss technical stuff later, Dumbledore." The elderly witch confirmed.
The ICW meeting continued, unaware that this conversation would change many, many things.
Yes, this was one of the most important conversations of the generation, indeed, that is why Merlin, Light's Champion had spoken.
A/N: These two scenes are important to the plot, and they're pretty cool opening scenes, hope you liked them. Read and review. The more you do the more I do.