This is the last chapter of this story. I hope you liked it, and that it brings a clear good message, as well as a good story. I do not own harry potter.
Dolores was sitting in a field at sunset. The grass was fresh and green. Beside her, a red and white checkered blanket. Abraxas came over the hill with a picnic basket and smasher had floated over a hill in the west. Roderick and daisy were playing in the lake. They were now coming to the hill she and abraxas were on. Suddenly food had spilled out of the picnic basket! And the faces of her dead friends became contorted into one face. It was a masculine face. It was thin, wore glasses, and had spiked black hair and a lightning bolt scar across its forehead. The strange boy took her by the hand and to a clear pool and shoved her face into the bowl. Images had flashed by her like electricity in a swimming pool. She was at Hogwarts, and she was a teacher! The boy was laughing with his two friends and munching into a turkey drumstick. Then, she was tied up! And being beaten with sticks!
Dolores awoke with a start. Ever since her 57th birthday, every night, she would have these strange dreams about the boy with the dark hair and glasses. Recently Hogwarts needed a new defense against the dark arts teacher. She sent in her teaching application and was immediately hired. Dolores itched at her dark mark. She vowed the entire year to wear her long sleeved cardigans.
"Maizy? Delilah? Come here my darling angels. Mommy has a treat for you." Called Dolores.
Around the corner, two morbidly obese cats. One white with orange and black spots; another all black with a white paw. Each wore a blue collar with a jingling bell.
"mother! "Do you have more of that bacon covered mouse? We love the mice" said Delilah as she began to spontaneously fart.
Dolores chuckled at her adopted cat children and handed them each two bacon covered mice.
The next day
Dolores was busy packing up her many belongings into a small briefcase, when she heard the pitter patter of little cat feet.
"Mommy?" Where are you going?" Asked Maizy.
"My sweet, I am going to be away for awhile. I'm going to go to Hogwarts. To be a teacher. I sincerely hope I can see you for the holidays my dear."
"But mommy, I want you to stay, please stay! Mommy! Waaah!"
That was the last straw for Dolores. Maizy had always been the hardest of cats to put up with. Today was the day she would rid herself of her.
"You insolent, spoiled, disgrace of a feline! How dare you behave like a spoiled brat when this is important to your mother! Avada Kedavra!"
And Maizy lay dead on the floor. As Delilah walked in, a look of horror spread across her face. Dolores pointed her wand at Delilah.
"Now my sweet this is for your own good. Avada Kedavra." Said Dolores, in a horrifyingly calm way.
Delilah quickly dodged the lethal curse. She knew Dolores far longer than Maizy, which was why Maizy was dead. Her owner had a highly unstable mind, which therefore resulted in dangerous actions and it was time Dolores was put in her place.
"Dolores!"
Dolores turned her head around with a wild angry look in her eyes.
"That is the last life you will take! I vow to serve all those who fight against you! I have seen into your dreams. The raven haired boy will defeat you, for he is a far better person than you will ever be! Remember my words Dolores. You will never change! Never! I hate you." Cried Delilah. And she leapt over the fence gone forever.
Dolores true to Delilah's words had never changed.
Epilogue
Here Dolores lay. Dying in a rotten cell In Azkaban. Shortly after harry potter convicted her of treason 18 years earlier she was thrown into the cell like an unwanted kitten in the river. Now she was much older, frail, weak and dangerously skinny. Theodore Lupin, guarded her cell, and told her stories. Mostly about is fiancé Victoree Weasley. It somewhat helped her keep her sanity.
"Theodore, I am dying, just stay right here and let me tell you my life story. Pass it on; tell it to your children and to your children's children. This is the story you tell so that they will know to always do good. Even if the life they have gives them nothing in return. When I was a girl I was a muggleborn, everyone hated me, so I hated everyone. Except cats, they were my only friends. I did have a magic tutor. Unlike that potter fellow had when he was young. The tutor hung herself to rid herself of me. I lead my army of cats to Hogwarts, but I ended up lost and confused, I found a friend."
"Who was this friend?" asked lupin.
"Abraxas Malfoy, we had the best of times. Until we got to Hogwarts. I shunned him but he still loved me. I was about to tell him I loved him but he was overcome with dark magic. He had already killed an innocent first year. So I had to kill him in self defense. He haunted me for the rest of my life."
"Whoa, whoa, hold up. So you had to kill your only friend? Who you shunned? Now I know why you're locked up in this Looney bin you crazy hag. Why should I continue this story anyway?"
"Hush boy, I'm dying. A little respect please. Anyways in my seventh year, my cat told me-"
"Wait. Your cat can talk!"
"Shut up! Insolent child… my cat told me that I had to avenge his death, for he was dying. I killed a Gryffindor, and put a fellow slytherin in Azkaban for life. I got a job at the ministry a few years later. But this dream came every night. The one that predicted my downfall.
"My godfather."
"Yes your godfather, that egocentric brat. I currently owned two obese cats. Delilah and Maizy. I was packing for my job as defense against the dark arts professor. Maizy wouldn't stop pestering me, so I killed her. Delilah just walked in and I tried to kill her. But she leapt out of the way, and confirmed my future. The reason I tell you this story, is because you have to know that some people aren't entirely bad. Don't shun them. Befriend them. Laugh with them. Love them. Hold them. Kiss them. Hug them. You'll be surprised." And Dolores gave a final breath, and died.
"You poor wretched soul I'll honor your memory. I'll pass on your story forever.
And he did. Weeks later, a book, written and published, appeared in the wizarding world. And they took this story to their hearts and told it to their children.
I tell you this story for the same reason Dolores told teddy. People aren't entirely bad. If you get to know them. At school everyone thinks I'm crazy except the ones who truly know me. And I hope you take this message to your hearts as well and cherish it as much as you can.
Littlemisslyss.