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Chapter three: Here we go again
-----------------------------------15 Years Later-------------------------------------------------
Hidden in the safety of the order of the phoenixes headquarters, Ex-Professor Mcgonnagal sat in silence as she stared over the few remaining order members. Only two remained from Dumbledore's time as the phoenixes leader. Remus Lupin and Rubeus Hagrid. Dumbledore had died a few weeks after Harry had, from the grief of losing his adopted grandson. Snape was tortured beyond repair by death eaters when it had been revealed that he was a spy. When they found him it would have been kinder to kill him than to put him in St mungo's and feed him potions which hurt him even more until he finally went insane and blew up half the ward, killing nearby patients that included both Molly and Arthur Weasley, Mundungus Fletcher and Mad-eye Moody, she thought solemnly. Ron and Hermione Weasley were initiated in a vain attempt to recruit more followers after Dumbledore's death and had got married three years later after finally admitting there true feelings. Colin Creevy and Luna Lovegood both joined ten years ago when both there families had been wiped out by a death eater attack on Brighton beach. They only escaped thanks to Hagrids protection. She glanced quickly at him seeing the scars that littered his body. He had lost his smile. Breaking free of her state she remembered why she had called them.
"It would seem that our dear Sybil has decided to grace us with another prophecy. And fortunately for us Lord Voldemort has no knowledge about it."
"Well what is it then?" Ron asked impatiently.
"Lets see where did I put that pensive…oh yes here it is. Listen closely." She pointed her wand at the pensive and a life size figure of Sybil emerged.
"A new terror shall awaken,
Fighting for the light,
His appearance shall be a myth,
The dark lord shall run in fear,
As the light burns a hole in his stolen darkness,
A new terror shall awaken,
And Voldemort will fall."
"Who is this terror?" A timid Hermione asked.
"We don't know but there is rumour going round of a cloaked figure having destroyed a death eaters home. Bellatrix Lestranges I believe. She was apparently turned inside out and burned to death, before being chopped up and left with her head stuck on her garden fence."
"Who could have that kind of power?"
"Who could hate Bellatrix enough to put so much effort into killing her?"
"There's only one person who could have done that."
"But he's dead."
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