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The Intended
The Seer
If I told you about my world would you understand?
If I told you the problems in the world you live in, would you solve them as your duty?
These were the questions I would ask myself when I thought about my sisters. The ones entrusted to protect the world, even if no one knew which was the tenth king. It's amusing how everyone thinks you have to be a man to be a king, that's why no one suspects them. But that doesn't stop them from hurting inside because of the damage they've had inflicted upon them.
I thought about this tonight as my apartment door clicked open startling me into a combat stance and out of my chair. My little sister was at the door appearing calm but her eyes screamed anger.
"Can't you knock like everyone else when you visit me?" I say sitting back down in my chair. She smiles and sits across from me.
"Why should I? You're the one who gave me a key to this place." Said as she crossed her legs and lit up what looked like one of her "candy cigarettes". The doctor prescribed it to her when she was in the hospital once ten years ago.
"Can't you stop smoking those? You're 25 years old for God's sake; your illness has come and gone." I say smiling, not meaning it.
She stops the cigarette from getting to her mouth and stares at me. "Huh" she said now smirking. "I thought I took them because the doctor said it helped with my anxiety attacks not because of some illness that I had before, funny how you thought that though" Giving a soft giggle and resuming to her activity.
We were very quiet in our little discussion; she knew that my children were sleeping in the next room, not expecting her till next week when she's to take them to her house to visit NaNaih. As she smoked and looked into the reddish yellow blaze in the fireplace, I knew she was thinking about it again. About when dad and Deirdre died and how the others and me found her. We were half brother and sister like I was half brother to Ki, but the three of us loved each other like if our bonds were more than just blood, as if they were spiritual. We felt as if we three were the only ones left sometimes.
"So how is our dear sister at this time?" She said in between puffs with a grin, she just wanted a reaction. "I sent her a letter before I got here".
"I don't understand why you still call her sister, I'm her brother by mother and you my sister by father" I grinned back. "'It's how we're supposed roll' like those kids say it now"
"Maybe so" Now her eyes gleamed in the fire. "But if it's blood she wants from me she can have all of it, just like you. Though it seems she'll be needing it soon" She got angry at her words then.
"What happened at that crackpot school now?" I said with a laugh, I always found that school not up to her level, always 20 steps ahead of them she was.
She propped her legs on the coffee table and blew smoke in her face. "They found out about us. The bastards want to track you all down and get the tenth king to help with their war."
"How did they get this information?" I said seriously.
"Dumbledore found me in the library in the restricted section ripping a few pages out of a very, very old book" She took them out of her pocket and dropped them in the fire. "He only got the prophecy out of my hands when he caught me by surprise and it's not such a good summary of it"
"But he knows" I stated. She nodded not bothering to answer. "You tell him who you were then?"
"No I didn't tell him anything" She puffed some more smoke out of her lungs. "But he knew that I'm connected, so I threw my resignation from the Order, threatened him and left." She took a drag from the cigarette once more.
"Interesting" I leaned in closer. "You warned Ki in your letter I presume" She nodded again. "Are you going to stay here tonight?" She shook her head
"I can't endanger you anymore tonight while they can still track me. They'll be looking for me in a few hours."
"So you only came to tell me the news?" I asked. She smiled wickedly at me.
"I came to tell you to pack your bags. We're meeting Ki in the country tomorrow at NaNaih's house and to bring the twins with you. I'll meet you tomorrow morning." She said getting up. I stood as well and kissed her forehead. She hugged me and sighed.
"With Love and Heavy Duty"
"I must depart" she said ending my sentence as she smiled up at my 6'5 self from her 5'6 stature. She left without telling me where to meet her.
But I already knew. I waited until the last paper in the fire turned to ahse until I woke up the kids. It was going to be a busy morning.
The Last Harn
She walked as fast as she could through the streets and into a dark narrow alley where she stopped and took off her coat showing to the world her real self. She pointed to the sky and started to softly hum as she walked out of the alley. When she got to the corner she saw what she was waiting for.
"Good evening, Miss" The bus clerk said as he came to her aid, seeing as she had nothing on her person he waved at her to hop in.
"I need you to take me to Durham Port please" She said as she sat on one of the beds in the Night Bus not really noticing who was in there with her only looking straight a head as she lit another candy cigarette.
"What are you doing here Granger?" A low masculine voice said from behind her. She looked back a bit surprised at what she was seeing. Malfoy on the Night Bus reading a book with a trunk on the bed he sat on. He didn't look at her, just kept reading.
"I should ask you the same question rich boy" She took another drag and blew the smoke out in a slow motion. "Oh how the high and mighty have fallen"
"Touché Granger" He took the book away from his face to reveal light gray eyes, and, dare she think it, glasses? "I'll tell you why I'm here if you tell me how why we're breathing the same air at this very moment."
"Only if you tell me how'd you know it was me." She said while lifting an eyebrow.
"Well even though your hair is black, your eyes are green and you have tattoos all over your back, are those real by the way?" She nodded. "Well alright even though you've changed those things you still have the same face. Plus I can smell your kind from a mile away"
"What muggleborns?" She scoffed.
"No, I meant know it alls" She laughed whole-heartedly at that. She didn't expect him to say something like that to her. He was dumbfounded at what he saw before him. He never expected to see her again let alone her looking so beautiful. Her hair was now straight raven black and came down till the small of her back. Her eyes looked to be a very light green like the kind that a cat has. Her back had about two tattoos on it from what he could see.
She had one on her shoulder blade that looked like to feathers crossed at the tip, and one of a star in the middle of her back. She looked exquisite to him but he wasn't going to let her know that. Since she had gotten on the train he had seen her and hid his gaze behind his book while she just sat there and lit up a funny looking cigarette. He wanted her to notice him, but at the same time he just wanted to talk to her. So he did what he knew he could still do, try to annoy her.
The whole time they talked she just took what he said lightheartedly without giving it thought to the insults. It seemed as if she had changed and really didn't care what he thought of her.
"Durham Port Miss" She stood up and thanked the driver. She turned to Malfoy and tipped his book so he could look at her. "Good bye Malfoy. May you find what you're looking for" She grinned at him and made her way to the exit.
"What makes you so sure I'm looking for something?" He asked her.
"The same thing that makes me sure that you've changed" She smirked "Or that you're being your real self. Good night" With that she stepped off the bus and walked up the street and around the corner. He chuckled to himself. She was right, he did change and he was looking for something but he wasn't going to let her know that either.
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