The Destination of Fantasy
By: EclypsCC1
Chapter 1 OR Epilogue
She sat in a near cationic state in her room, shaking uncontrollably from the tears that she refused to allow to come, although it wasn't doing much help.
Everybody she cared for cared nothing for her.
A little princess her father called her, one of the few people who loved her unconditionally in return.
A little Princess she was.
Princesses got rescued by the handsome prince, got married, and lived happily ever after.
That was in fairy tales, this was not a fairy tale.
She was not a princess.
She was just a character caught in the fairy tale that would never come to be.
She knew what was happening in the now, the things the things that everyone skipped over or forgot to mention, just a slip of the mind.
The world was a paradox, solve one problem and another arises, forever more until you die of pain and suffering, for you never did come to live in that perfect world you always strived for. Because good can never diminish evil and evil can never diminish good, for both resides in everyone, and no matter which is the path you choose, the other still resides in you, waiting to be let out.
This summer, her father, behind her mother's back, told her everything about both his and her mother's life, things that now she wishes she never knew.
Her mother was a Dark witch, who instead of going to Durmstrang, where she was excepted, joined a cult of Black magic, unknown to any who did not at least practice dark magic.
They called themselves Destiny. 13 were part of the cult from each generation and, she found out, that being the daughter of one automatically made her a member of the next generation. See, only females join, because in the battle of the sexes, females would always turn out on top.
This explained her mother poisoning her since the day she turned 5, she wanted her to build immunity to the various poisons, and only now did she realize that most of them were wizarding poisons. Also, her mother insisted, that once she started Hogwarts, she build an immunity to vertralism and various other truth serums.
Her father was a graduate from Hogwarts, but this she already knew.
She was not muggleborn, she wasn't even a half blood, she was a pureblood, unlike popular speculation. Tell a small lie to one person, it somehow gets around to everyone. Well, it wasn't a complete lie, she did, at the time, believe her mother was a muggle, a very dark muggle at that, but still a muggle. Actually, it was her mother who told her to say she was muggle born, for unknown reasons.
Life wasn't worth living, she had nothing to live for, nothing worthy.
She would have killed herself long ago, if she had the guts, but she was a coward, she couldn't do it.
So she lives day by day in a never-ending lie, not strong enough to end it, too weak to carry on.
*::So lives the life of Hermione Granger::*
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~EclypsCC1~
How do you like it? I had inspiration and I went with it.
I would appreatiate any and all comments and criticisms. I'll continue this only if you want me to.
If you want to, please read my other story, 'Destined to Be: The Court of Twelve'
Please review I V
Chapter 1 OR Epilogue
She sat in a near cationic state in her room, shaking uncontrollably from the tears that she refused to allow to come, although it wasn't doing much help.
Everybody she cared for cared nothing for her.
A little princess her father called her, one of the few people who loved her unconditionally in return.
A little Princess she was.
Princesses got rescued by the handsome prince, got married, and lived happily ever after.
That was in fairy tales, this was not a fairy tale.
She was not a princess.
She was just a character caught in the fairy tale that would never come to be.
She knew what was happening in the now, the things the things that everyone skipped over or forgot to mention, just a slip of the mind.
The world was a paradox, solve one problem and another arises, forever more until you die of pain and suffering, for you never did come to live in that perfect world you always strived for. Because good can never diminish evil and evil can never diminish good, for both resides in everyone, and no matter which is the path you choose, the other still resides in you, waiting to be let out.
This summer, her father, behind her mother's back, told her everything about both his and her mother's life, things that now she wishes she never knew.
Her mother was a Dark witch, who instead of going to Durmstrang, where she was excepted, joined a cult of Black magic, unknown to any who did not at least practice dark magic.
They called themselves Destiny. 13 were part of the cult from each generation and, she found out, that being the daughter of one automatically made her a member of the next generation. See, only females join, because in the battle of the sexes, females would always turn out on top.
This explained her mother poisoning her since the day she turned 5, she wanted her to build immunity to the various poisons, and only now did she realize that most of them were wizarding poisons. Also, her mother insisted, that once she started Hogwarts, she build an immunity to vertralism and various other truth serums.
Her father was a graduate from Hogwarts, but this she already knew.
She was not muggleborn, she wasn't even a half blood, she was a pureblood, unlike popular speculation. Tell a small lie to one person, it somehow gets around to everyone. Well, it wasn't a complete lie, she did, at the time, believe her mother was a muggle, a very dark muggle at that, but still a muggle. Actually, it was her mother who told her to say she was muggle born, for unknown reasons.
Life wasn't worth living, she had nothing to live for, nothing worthy.
She would have killed herself long ago, if she had the guts, but she was a coward, she couldn't do it.
So she lives day by day in a never-ending lie, not strong enough to end it, too weak to carry on.
*::So lives the life of Hermione Granger::*
~:://::~
~EclypsCC1~
How do you like it? I had inspiration and I went with it.
I would appreatiate any and all comments and criticisms. I'll continue this only if you want me to.
If you want to, please read my other story, 'Destined to Be: The Court of Twelve'
Please review I V