Disclaimer:Everything belongs to J.K.Rowling,James Cameron and Charles H. Eegle...
Prologue
There was a time before Hogwarts was founded, before witchcraft, before 'muggles', before everything….
An ancient cult, known only as the ' Conclave' has infiltrated various levels of society and over millions of years bred super humans: Perfect in body, perfect in soul….
The Legend said the first two children must be terminated before being born and that the third one would be special. During thousands and thousands of years, however, only boys had been born inside the clan.
Until the young wizard named Merlin told the prophecy that changed everything.
A Girl will be born as a third of the mages…
And her blood will grow strong in the child she will creates
Not just one, but the heirs to the throne of the world.
This Queen will take over the warriors, no matter what will be told.
Or the clan shall vanish from the face of Earth.
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The day had started as usual, nothing more and nothing less. Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, sat casually, leaning back in his leather chair and looking out the window on to the Hogwarts Grounds.
The school year had just barely begun and only one thing crept into his mind and disturbed him. It was not Voldemort he thought of at the moment...no, he was far from him. However, after what could happen today, he was sure that Harry would not be Tom's number one target for a while.
He sighed deeply as he looked over the open letter lying on the top of his desk, the letter he received two days ago.
It is time to pay up your debt, wizard…
You have three days to prepare for our visit. We are concerned about situation regarding the girl. Has she found a suitable breeding partner? If she will not find him, we shall find our own candidates.
She is not telling much in her letters; rebelling will get her nowhere.
It is time for the prophecy to be fulfill. Do not try to stop us. Three is nothing you can do against us.
It was going to happen today; he tried every possible way to get her out of this mess. Nobody listened to him as well as to Miss Granger.
He himself found out only two years after the fight in the Department of Mysteries. That particular curse Dolohov hit her with...it was a miracle she survived. He lied when he said he knew nothing about it...Only few knew that Antonin's father was a Vampire. His Avada Kedavra never meant to appear as the stream of the bright green light, it was supposed to be purple.
He was not afraid for her; she was one of the strongest people he ever knew. He was afraid of the reaction she could receive from her friends. All he could do was to watch the opening of her closet, filled with more than one skeleton to come out in to the light…