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Loren because they belong to Games workshop, J.K Rowling or J.R.R Tolkien
(lucky stiffs)
A/N: This is my first fic so it may suck at 50psi, but don't send flamers. Karma will get you
Prologue: Discoveries that may be important in the long run
Harry looked into the darkness. "Harry, you have to accept it" said Hermione. "He's not dead! He can't be dead!" yelled Harry. Harry slumped to the floor in defeat and began to weep. "Do not grieve" said a new voice. Harry looked up to see he was no longer in the Ministry of Magic, but in a forest. Standing in front of him was a beautiful lady with golden hair, clad in the purest white silk. "His death was not in vain. He died to save you, and succeeded." She said. Harry was not comforted by these words. "I know you wish that you had died in his stead. But even if you died instead of him, it would only postpone the inevitable."
She said. "Come with me" she held out her hand. Harry grasped it and pulled himself up. He then noticed a beautiful silver jewel draped around her neck. She smiled and led him to the edge of the forest. "Look" She pointed to a castle on the edge of the forest. "It's Hogwarts!" said Harry. "Close your eyes" she said. Harry did. "Open them" He opened his eyes and gasped in horror. The castle was in ruins. There were long lines of people in chains. He turned around. The forest was gone; there were only the stumps of trees. Nothing he could see was green. He turned to the lady. She motioned to two people that were passing Harry, in chains with blood on their faces. "Recognize them?" she asked. He looked at them. There was something familiar about them. Then he found it. "Ron and Hermione" he whispered.
"Yes" said the lady "This, is what might happen if you exchanged places with Sirius. This is what might happen if you fail your task." Harry gulped. "What task?" he whispered. "Remember the Prophecy?" she said "One of you will kill the other. That is your task." Harry then said "Who will win? What has fate decided?" She smiled and said "Fate does not decide. Fate is merely a guide. It is our choices that decide the course of the future. If you choose not to fight, this is what might happen." Harry was silent. "Harry Potter, you must now decide. You can grieve for Sirius, in darkness and doubt, till the end of your days. Or, you can accept his passing. Be glad he is away from this world scarred by pain. And move on with your life."
A/N: This is my first fic so it may suck at 50psi, but don't send flamers. Karma will get you
Prologue: Discoveries that may be important in the long run
Harry looked into the darkness. "Harry, you have to accept it" said Hermione. "He's not dead! He can't be dead!" yelled Harry. Harry slumped to the floor in defeat and began to weep. "Do not grieve" said a new voice. Harry looked up to see he was no longer in the Ministry of Magic, but in a forest. Standing in front of him was a beautiful lady with golden hair, clad in the purest white silk. "His death was not in vain. He died to save you, and succeeded." She said. Harry was not comforted by these words. "I know you wish that you had died in his stead. But even if you died instead of him, it would only postpone the inevitable."
She said. "Come with me" she held out her hand. Harry grasped it and pulled himself up. He then noticed a beautiful silver jewel draped around her neck. She smiled and led him to the edge of the forest. "Look" She pointed to a castle on the edge of the forest. "It's Hogwarts!" said Harry. "Close your eyes" she said. Harry did. "Open them" He opened his eyes and gasped in horror. The castle was in ruins. There were long lines of people in chains. He turned around. The forest was gone; there were only the stumps of trees. Nothing he could see was green. He turned to the lady. She motioned to two people that were passing Harry, in chains with blood on their faces. "Recognize them?" she asked. He looked at them. There was something familiar about them. Then he found it. "Ron and Hermione" he whispered.
"Yes" said the lady "This, is what might happen if you exchanged places with Sirius. This is what might happen if you fail your task." Harry gulped. "What task?" he whispered. "Remember the Prophecy?" she said "One of you will kill the other. That is your task." Harry then said "Who will win? What has fate decided?" She smiled and said "Fate does not decide. Fate is merely a guide. It is our choices that decide the course of the future. If you choose not to fight, this is what might happen." Harry was silent. "Harry Potter, you must now decide. You can grieve for Sirius, in darkness and doubt, till the end of your days. Or, you can accept his passing. Be glad he is away from this world scarred by pain. And move on with your life."