The darkness gathered around them as they chanted. The lights from inside
the circle grew brighter and brighter, until they were blindingly white.
The crystal teardrop in the very centre of the circle glowed with each ball
of light it took into its small form. The silver ring next to it, shaped
like a winding serpent, gathered the dark into its form. As the last speck
of light was gathered into the locket, the darkness outside the circle
brought a wind so strong it nearly knocked the white-robed wizards down.
"Let the dark be bonded into this ring," said one of the wizards, a light- haired young man with silvery eyes. "The ring shall keep the dark from the world, keeping the earth safe from the destructive power. The Others will not get it!"
At this last cry, the rest of the wizards shouted in unison their approval. A young, raven-haired young man with black eyes and a vampirish look about him walked forward and gathered the pendant up and held it tightly to his chest.
"Let the Light be bonded into this pendant," he said. "The locket shall imprison the Light, so it shall not be taken and used for the powers of dark. The Others will not get it!"
The rest of the wizards cried louder still at this. The oldest wizard from the gathering, a prophet, came forwards to stand between the two men. "So be the Keepers of Light and Dark. May they ever be strong, and keep the powers from the Others. As the prophecy says, the descendants of Light and Dark will defend the bonded objects with their lives, and though they may be lost from one another, they will find each other again, and be one. The Heirs bond will be of their own free will, but drawn by the power. The Others may seek the Dark and Light, but it will never be given up without a fight. Let the Light and Dark be forged!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
James Potter heard the door opening, and hid downstairs with his one-year- old daughter wrapped in his arms, knowing he was about to die. He heard Voldemort slither up the stairs. James hid his little redheaded girl in the cupboard under the stairs, whispering "Keep this safe, little one, I love you..." Her bright green eyes stared up at him as if she knew what was going to happen. He kissed her on the forehead.
James tucked a shiny crystal pendant into her tiny hands, and Apparated upstairs, jumping in front of the door.
"LILY! TAKE HARRY AND GO! GO!"
Voldemort drew his wand and whispered, "Avada Kedavra."
James fell to the floor in a heap.
Lily Potter was waiting in her son's bedroom for her fate to come. As the door blew open, she held her raven-haired son tightly and told him she loved him. She placed him down behind her, and swung to face Voldemort. He drew his wand, whispered those two fateful words, and Lily screamed. Voldemort watched as she fell in front of her little boy, who looked at his mother in surprise. Voldemort turned his ugly face towards the little boy with the bright green eyes, and pointed his wand. He uttered the words to the Killing Curse, of course not knowing what would happen. This was not just another killing to Voldemort; his entire existence depended on these two children. After he had killed the boy, he would find where James had hidden the little girl. The green light rebounded from little Harry Potter, hitting Voldemort instead. A horrible shriek sounded, and he disappeared. Harry started to cry.
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Ruebeus Hagrid arrived at the wreckage of the Potter residence, only to find Sirius Black on his knees, crying. Hagrid patted him on the back, and Sirius stood up.
"Give me Harry and Jenna, I'll take them back with me," he said. Hagrid smiled consolingly at Sirius.
"You can't, Dumbledore'd have me head," he said ruefully. "You'll get ter see lil Harry an' Jenna when they come ter Hogwarts, when they're old enough". Sirius shook his head, and walked away into the gloom. Hagrid stepped in the door, and started to follow the cries. He retrieved little Jenna Potter from under the stairs, and following the other cries; he managed to find Harry as well. Taking them out of the house, he re-read the note Dumbledore had given him.
Hagrid,
When you get the children, make sure you take Jenna to the Delasat residence and Harry to their family's house. They need to be separated from each other; they will have a better chance of growing up unharmed if they are not together.
Thankyou Hagrid, and don't worry, you'll get to see them again.
Albus Dumbledore
Hagrid crinkled up the note, got on the bike and rode off towards the Delasat household.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Lucius Malfoy watched all the events of that fateful night from the safety of outside the house. As he watched the two small children being taken from the rubble, he thought of his own young son at home, also just turned one. He had a few sudden, fleeting doubts about helping his master in his plan to kill the Potters, but he dismissed it just as quickly as it had come.
He fingered the twisting snake ring on his finger, thinking. Lucius watched as Hagrid roared away on the motorbike and stepped into the house himself. He looked around at the wrecked interior, walking towards the cupboard under the stairs. A shine from the ground inside caught his eye. Lucius bent down and picked up the glittering pendant he knew should have gone to the little girl. Putting it into his pocket, he Disapperated back to his mansion. Upon walking into the door, he was immediately mobbed by his wife, Narcissa.
"I think Draco has been asking for you. I can't understand his babbling," she said irritably. Lucius climbed the first set of stairs into the nursery, where his one-year-old son was playing on the floor. At the sound of the door opening, Draco looked up and a big smile spread across his little features.
Lucius lifted him and sat down in an armchair by the crackling fire, and sat his son down in his lap. Draco looked up at him with huge silver-grey eyes, almost like he wanted to know what had happened. Lucius shook his head. "You don't want to know," he said, more to himself than Draco. Narcissa stuck her head back in the door.
"What?" she insisted.
"Nothing. Go do something useful."
Narcissa's brow creased as she walked over towards where Lucius was sitting, took Draco away from his father, and put him back to bed.
Lucius shook his head and walked out of the room, into his library, full of Dark Arts books. Fingering the crystal pendant, he dropped it onto the desk and walked back out of the room.
A few minutes later, Narcissa sneaked quietly into the library where Lucius had been. Checking the desk, she found what she was looking for. A clear crystal pendant on the end of a silver chain sat in the middle of papers and quills. Picking it up, she contemplated it a moment before Apparating out of the Malfoy mansion.
Reappearing out the front of a large magical establishment, she spotted a little bundle lying on the front step. Walking up to it, she discovered it was what she wanted. A little girl with huge acidic green eyes looked up at her, blinking confusedly. Narcissa smiled at her, and lay the pendant on top of the girl, who giggled and cuddled down into the blankets.
Narcissa took a deep breath and Disapperated back to the mansion, hoping Lucius had not noticed her absence.
The Light had been passed on too quickly, which was, she supposed, Voldemort's intention. With Voldemort disappeared into thin air, the danger was gone. At least for now.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Calin walked out of the castle, breathing in the summer morning air. He looked out into the fields, and saw a whirl of deep red hair and butter- coloured silk spinning in the breeze. He smiled to himself and stepped out to greet the dancing Araheryn, his one true love.
His father had never let them see each other, partly due to the fact that Ara was part vampire, and so had 'dirty' magical blood. Calin wouldn't have any of this. He stopped her swirling and pulled her in for a kiss. She smiled up at him. "I've been waiting for hours," she said, twirling around the cherry blossom tree in the middle of the grassy common. He took her offered hand and spun her around, laughing. They collapsed in the grass underneath the tree, and Calin kissed Ara tenderly on the mouth. She responded with much passion, until Calin was left nearly shirtless and Ara's dress straps were on the point of falling.
A roar of rage sounded from the other side of the common. Ara looked up in horror. "He's coming for me!" she said, and whirled to run. Calin grabbed her arm.
"Don't go! He can't stop us from being together! No matter what he does, I will always love you," he said, looking deep into her green eyes.
"And I love you also," she said as Calin's father Jordan came storming up to them.
He ripped Calin away from Ara and berated him. "How dare you! My only son worthy of heirship, off cavorting in the commons with a... a... half- blood!" Calin looked furiously at his father, his fists balling up at his sides.
"I don't care if she's a half-blood! I love her more than I ever loved you!" Calin's father looked at his dark-haired son in disbelief.
"I can't believe you Calin. This isn't what we arranged."
"I HAD NEVER SEEN HER THEN!"
Araheyrn stood against the cherry blossom tree, breathing in and out heavily. Scared out of her wits, she shrunk back as Calin's father moved in closer.
"How dare you entrance my son with your black witchery!" he said with quiet anger. "He could have amounted to something, but no, he saw you and fell into the dark abyss of evil! Wench!"
She screamed as he darted forward and grabbed her by the throat. "You don't deserve to live," he said, squeezing her neck tighter and tighter. Calin watched helplessly as Araheryn struggled to breathe. All of a sudden, her face contorted, canine teeth grew longer, and her eyes went black. Snarling, she lunged forward and bit him on the neck.
Calin gasped in horror as his father slumped towards the ground, dead. Looking up at Araheryn, he could see the blood running across her lips as her eyes went green and her teeth grew shorter. Wiping off all the blood, she turned and faced Calin.
"Calin, I." was all she could say before he turned around and ran up towards the castle. She sighed heavily and kicked his dead father lying on the ground. "Vicious bastard," she said, and walked off into the woods.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Let the dark be bonded into this ring," said one of the wizards, a light- haired young man with silvery eyes. "The ring shall keep the dark from the world, keeping the earth safe from the destructive power. The Others will not get it!"
At this last cry, the rest of the wizards shouted in unison their approval. A young, raven-haired young man with black eyes and a vampirish look about him walked forward and gathered the pendant up and held it tightly to his chest.
"Let the Light be bonded into this pendant," he said. "The locket shall imprison the Light, so it shall not be taken and used for the powers of dark. The Others will not get it!"
The rest of the wizards cried louder still at this. The oldest wizard from the gathering, a prophet, came forwards to stand between the two men. "So be the Keepers of Light and Dark. May they ever be strong, and keep the powers from the Others. As the prophecy says, the descendants of Light and Dark will defend the bonded objects with their lives, and though they may be lost from one another, they will find each other again, and be one. The Heirs bond will be of their own free will, but drawn by the power. The Others may seek the Dark and Light, but it will never be given up without a fight. Let the Light and Dark be forged!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
James Potter heard the door opening, and hid downstairs with his one-year- old daughter wrapped in his arms, knowing he was about to die. He heard Voldemort slither up the stairs. James hid his little redheaded girl in the cupboard under the stairs, whispering "Keep this safe, little one, I love you..." Her bright green eyes stared up at him as if she knew what was going to happen. He kissed her on the forehead.
James tucked a shiny crystal pendant into her tiny hands, and Apparated upstairs, jumping in front of the door.
"LILY! TAKE HARRY AND GO! GO!"
Voldemort drew his wand and whispered, "Avada Kedavra."
James fell to the floor in a heap.
Lily Potter was waiting in her son's bedroom for her fate to come. As the door blew open, she held her raven-haired son tightly and told him she loved him. She placed him down behind her, and swung to face Voldemort. He drew his wand, whispered those two fateful words, and Lily screamed. Voldemort watched as she fell in front of her little boy, who looked at his mother in surprise. Voldemort turned his ugly face towards the little boy with the bright green eyes, and pointed his wand. He uttered the words to the Killing Curse, of course not knowing what would happen. This was not just another killing to Voldemort; his entire existence depended on these two children. After he had killed the boy, he would find where James had hidden the little girl. The green light rebounded from little Harry Potter, hitting Voldemort instead. A horrible shriek sounded, and he disappeared. Harry started to cry.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ruebeus Hagrid arrived at the wreckage of the Potter residence, only to find Sirius Black on his knees, crying. Hagrid patted him on the back, and Sirius stood up.
"Give me Harry and Jenna, I'll take them back with me," he said. Hagrid smiled consolingly at Sirius.
"You can't, Dumbledore'd have me head," he said ruefully. "You'll get ter see lil Harry an' Jenna when they come ter Hogwarts, when they're old enough". Sirius shook his head, and walked away into the gloom. Hagrid stepped in the door, and started to follow the cries. He retrieved little Jenna Potter from under the stairs, and following the other cries; he managed to find Harry as well. Taking them out of the house, he re-read the note Dumbledore had given him.
Hagrid,
When you get the children, make sure you take Jenna to the Delasat residence and Harry to their family's house. They need to be separated from each other; they will have a better chance of growing up unharmed if they are not together.
Thankyou Hagrid, and don't worry, you'll get to see them again.
Albus Dumbledore
Hagrid crinkled up the note, got on the bike and rode off towards the Delasat household.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Lucius Malfoy watched all the events of that fateful night from the safety of outside the house. As he watched the two small children being taken from the rubble, he thought of his own young son at home, also just turned one. He had a few sudden, fleeting doubts about helping his master in his plan to kill the Potters, but he dismissed it just as quickly as it had come.
He fingered the twisting snake ring on his finger, thinking. Lucius watched as Hagrid roared away on the motorbike and stepped into the house himself. He looked around at the wrecked interior, walking towards the cupboard under the stairs. A shine from the ground inside caught his eye. Lucius bent down and picked up the glittering pendant he knew should have gone to the little girl. Putting it into his pocket, he Disapperated back to his mansion. Upon walking into the door, he was immediately mobbed by his wife, Narcissa.
"I think Draco has been asking for you. I can't understand his babbling," she said irritably. Lucius climbed the first set of stairs into the nursery, where his one-year-old son was playing on the floor. At the sound of the door opening, Draco looked up and a big smile spread across his little features.
Lucius lifted him and sat down in an armchair by the crackling fire, and sat his son down in his lap. Draco looked up at him with huge silver-grey eyes, almost like he wanted to know what had happened. Lucius shook his head. "You don't want to know," he said, more to himself than Draco. Narcissa stuck her head back in the door.
"What?" she insisted.
"Nothing. Go do something useful."
Narcissa's brow creased as she walked over towards where Lucius was sitting, took Draco away from his father, and put him back to bed.
Lucius shook his head and walked out of the room, into his library, full of Dark Arts books. Fingering the crystal pendant, he dropped it onto the desk and walked back out of the room.
A few minutes later, Narcissa sneaked quietly into the library where Lucius had been. Checking the desk, she found what she was looking for. A clear crystal pendant on the end of a silver chain sat in the middle of papers and quills. Picking it up, she contemplated it a moment before Apparating out of the Malfoy mansion.
Reappearing out the front of a large magical establishment, she spotted a little bundle lying on the front step. Walking up to it, she discovered it was what she wanted. A little girl with huge acidic green eyes looked up at her, blinking confusedly. Narcissa smiled at her, and lay the pendant on top of the girl, who giggled and cuddled down into the blankets.
Narcissa took a deep breath and Disapperated back to the mansion, hoping Lucius had not noticed her absence.
The Light had been passed on too quickly, which was, she supposed, Voldemort's intention. With Voldemort disappeared into thin air, the danger was gone. At least for now.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Calin walked out of the castle, breathing in the summer morning air. He looked out into the fields, and saw a whirl of deep red hair and butter- coloured silk spinning in the breeze. He smiled to himself and stepped out to greet the dancing Araheryn, his one true love.
His father had never let them see each other, partly due to the fact that Ara was part vampire, and so had 'dirty' magical blood. Calin wouldn't have any of this. He stopped her swirling and pulled her in for a kiss. She smiled up at him. "I've been waiting for hours," she said, twirling around the cherry blossom tree in the middle of the grassy common. He took her offered hand and spun her around, laughing. They collapsed in the grass underneath the tree, and Calin kissed Ara tenderly on the mouth. She responded with much passion, until Calin was left nearly shirtless and Ara's dress straps were on the point of falling.
A roar of rage sounded from the other side of the common. Ara looked up in horror. "He's coming for me!" she said, and whirled to run. Calin grabbed her arm.
"Don't go! He can't stop us from being together! No matter what he does, I will always love you," he said, looking deep into her green eyes.
"And I love you also," she said as Calin's father Jordan came storming up to them.
He ripped Calin away from Ara and berated him. "How dare you! My only son worthy of heirship, off cavorting in the commons with a... a... half- blood!" Calin looked furiously at his father, his fists balling up at his sides.
"I don't care if she's a half-blood! I love her more than I ever loved you!" Calin's father looked at his dark-haired son in disbelief.
"I can't believe you Calin. This isn't what we arranged."
"I HAD NEVER SEEN HER THEN!"
Araheyrn stood against the cherry blossom tree, breathing in and out heavily. Scared out of her wits, she shrunk back as Calin's father moved in closer.
"How dare you entrance my son with your black witchery!" he said with quiet anger. "He could have amounted to something, but no, he saw you and fell into the dark abyss of evil! Wench!"
She screamed as he darted forward and grabbed her by the throat. "You don't deserve to live," he said, squeezing her neck tighter and tighter. Calin watched helplessly as Araheryn struggled to breathe. All of a sudden, her face contorted, canine teeth grew longer, and her eyes went black. Snarling, she lunged forward and bit him on the neck.
Calin gasped in horror as his father slumped towards the ground, dead. Looking up at Araheryn, he could see the blood running across her lips as her eyes went green and her teeth grew shorter. Wiping off all the blood, she turned and faced Calin.
"Calin, I." was all she could say before he turned around and ran up towards the castle. She sighed heavily and kicked his dead father lying on the ground. "Vicious bastard," she said, and walked off into the woods.
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