Mark of the Dragon
Pro Logue
12:00 pm October 31st 1985
Just as midnight struck a 7lb 8-ounce mocha kissed baby girl entered the world becoming the youngest and final child for Alden and Amethyst Johnson. Unlike most babies she didn't give a cry to announce her new presence in the world just a whispered sigh as her amethyst eyes all ready so like her mothers fluttered open and she squirmed as the healer checked her over, cleaning her with a wave of her wand before handing her over to her Father. Examining her tiny fingers and toes he smiled at her mop of dark hair moving to cloth her and place her in a blanket when he saw something that made his blood run cold. She had a green dragon on her hip that sealed her fate. He knew the prophecy's all too well, knew as pure bloods he and his wife ran the risk of birthing the child. But when Angelina had come along after their two boys he'd fancied them safe. Shaking his head he closed his eyes forcing everything in to the back of his head… he'd call Malfoy tomorrow. The dark days would be upon them soon enough, and they needed to be prepared.
12:00 pm October 31st 1985 Malfoy Estate
Holding his first born in his arms he let the feeling of relief ease the tension the past few years had brought. The emerald dragon on his son's hip the sign he'd been waiting for since the last days of the dark lord.
"Your son will change everything," he whispered handing the boy to the healers as he moved to his wife.
"He bears the mark Cissa, he is the one," He said watching as her crystalline eyes light up.
" Now we wait for his mate to be revealed, and we raise them together," he said knowing the bond between them would need to be strong if they ever hoped to survive.