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Well, here it is. Thank you, everyone, for coming back as well as the reviews you left. They made my day. Anyways, here's the chapter.
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Standing and dusting myself off, I followed the older centaur into the tent he had originally came out of. By the time I entered the tent, he was already standing by a large hearth, staring into the flames. Looking around the tent, there were fur rugs everywhere, and drapes hanging from the sides with detailed pictures of centaurs running across a field. Everything looked ancient, almost antique.
"Young one, come here," said the old centaur. Obediently, I walked over to the opposite side of the flames. "Do you know who I am?" he asked.
"I'm sorry, sir, but I do not," I replied, confused. The centaur was silent, the only sound coming from the crackling flames, and the festivities outside.
"My name is Chiron, I am the oldest of the centaurs. I have been watching the sky for thousands of years, longer than even Albus Dumbledore has been alive. Do you know what I have seen in the stars, no matter where I look?" he asks. This ancient creature, was Chiron, the legendary centaur, one of the oldest beings on Earth. I didn't know what to even say, being in his presence.
"I have seen you," he replies, his eyes never leaving the hearth.
"Me?" I ask.
"Yes. You are the chosen one, young Potter. You are the one not to defeat all evil in the world, but to bring back the balance between all magic," he said, making eye contact with me across the red flames.
"How am I supposed to do that?" I asked. " I can't do that alone."
"There is a prophecy," he said, walking around the perimeter of the hearth. HE gestured to a plaque, engraved with rough script.
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The three heads of the dragon shalt take flight
To fight the darkness and end the night
But as the light begins to cry
One of the heads will have to die.
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Have to die? I thought to myself. Obviously the three heads meant Viktor, Jason, and I, but what does it mean, die?
"Do not fear, young one. It is not clear what the prophecy really means," Chiron said. "But for now, we must go back." I nodded, too caught up in my own thoughts to properly reply. Chiron took one large hand, and guided me from his tent with it on my back. Once I was back at the edge of the party, he gave me one final tight smile, before returning to his tent.
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"Harry!" a voice called, and I looked over to see Sirius calling to me, waving me over to where he sat on a tree stump. Quickly, I jogged over to him, and took a seat when he patted the ground next to him. "We should be getting back soon," he said.
"You're right," I reply. Luna would be worried about me, as I sent her to get the Headmaster well over an hour ago. Sirius called out to Firenze, and he then led us through the woods back area where he first found us.
"This is where I leave you, young wizards," he said, kneeling down so he could better look us in the eyes. "I will see you again. When you go to war, the centaurs will run with you."
"Thank you," I said, bowing my head in respect.
"Goodbye," Firenze said, rising again to his full height before galloping back into the dense forest, leaving us alone.
"Well, that was eventful," Sirius said, leaning into me. "But right now, let's get me to a medical ward. Whatever magic they worked was really amazing, but I don't think I'm fully healed quite yet."
"Of course," I replied, pulling him towards the Black Lake where the Durmstrang ship was docked.
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"HARRY!" a voice yelled as soon as we came insight of the ship. "What happened, we've been looking everywhere for you! We'd thought Dumbledore had gotten you!" Jason came running up to me, stopping to help me carry Sirius who had fallen unconscious part of the way back to the ship. "Is this Sirius Black? Wow, he looks better than I thought he would."
"That would be the centaurs," I said, and Jason looked at me in shock.
"The centaurs always have been quite good at healing magic, almost as good as they are at foresight," said Karkaroff, as we walked up to him, carrying my godfather.
"Where is the nurse? We need to get him to her immediately," I said.
"She is already waiting in the room adjacent to my office, I have already gotten it set up for them," Karkaroff replies, leading the way.
"Where did Luna go?" I ask, as we enter the room.
"She went back to the castle, it's almost midnight," Jason replied, helping me lay Sirius down on the bed that had been set in the room. It was a small cot, sitting in a completely bare, and small, room. The nurse immediately started tending to him, casting numerous diagnostic spells and recording her findings on a small pad of paper.
"I hadn't realized we were gone that long," I reply.
"Time flows differently in that forest," Karkaroff said. "It's packed with wild magic. But now, let us leave your godfather here to rest."
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The next day, two days before the second task, I sat in the Hogwarts library with Luna, Viktor, and Jason, in an attempt to try and figure out what exactly the egg meant.
"Maybe the screaming is the message itself?" Viktor suggested.
"And what could that possibly mean?" Jason asked, sarcastically.
"Maybe it's a screaming contest?" Viktor said.
"A screaming contest, really?" I asked, exasperated. "I'm just going to take it and think it over in the bath."
"The bath, really?" Luna asked, laughing quietly.
"What?" I asked, smiling. "It helps me think better."
"It's true," Jason spoke up. "He once tried to take his final exams in a bathtub."
"Yeah," Viktor said, laughing as well. "He transfigured his desk into a tub, and made a bubble bath. You should have seen the teacher's face!"
"SHHHH!" cried the librarian. "This is a LIBRARY."
"Well, I'll see you guys at dinner," I said, snickering.
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Gunna cut it off there. I love how close Harry is cutting it here, It's a lot like me.
I can't remember if the Ball was after the second task or not, but I'm just going to put it after anyways. Sue me.
Leave a review with any ideas you'd like in the story, I could use all the help I can get.
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Also thanks to ironhair, they're going to help me clean up the story (it really needs it).