AN: I don't own the Harry Potter universe; I am just borrowing it from JKR/Warner Bros. for my own pleasure and intend to make no profit from it. This disclaimer applies for the whole story.
Summary: This story will take place across three different parallel universes, one based on cannon through HBP (DH non-compliant), one in which Hermione's parents removed her from Hogwarts after the incident with the troll, and one that has taken some more "fannon" twists. After being established, there will be some overlapping, and chaos will ensure. I started this a couple of years ago. If anyone is interested I will try to finish it! If not, enjoy this part...Please review!
PROLOG:
It had been the same for some time now, she reflected as she looked around her tower room, her eyes glancing across the rows of teacups and crystal balls the room offered. She had sunk low onto a velvet pouf, trying to clear her mind, to free her vision. For the first time, she felt at a loss. Three roads, three paths, converging for a brief moment before heading again along their separate ways. What did it mean? What could it mean?
The cards had never come up this way before, never been so indecipherable. She could tell about injuries, heartbreak and even death. She could read the future, after all. There was no cryptic message coming to her this time, though. No secrets being revealed. It was simply three roads, three roads meeting and again going on their way. She frowned ever so slightly. Some small, sick part of her liked predicting death and destruction. It made her feel important. There was nothing deadly about a trio of roads.
Taking a long sip of tea, she shook her head, drawing her breath deeply before dumping out the leaves on a nearby saucer. There they were again, the blasted roads, mocking her from the pale white background of china they had fallen upon.
Three roads. It was driving her mad. She saw them everywhere she looked. They were clouding her Inner Eye, distorting her visions of the future, changing her very outlook on life. She predicted everything in threes. She assigned homework in threes.
Three roads. It had to mean something.
Three Roads.
Three Roads.
Three Roads…
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