Disclaimer: No matter how much I try to tell myself that I'm just as good
a writer as J.K. Rowling, I can't deny the fact that she wrote Harry Potter
and I'm just a lowly fanfic writer. So no, I don't own any of these
characters, J.K. does. Oh, but I do own Chammy, her Dad, her Mom and other
extra characters that I made up. R/R!
PROLOGUE: THE WARNING
It was mid-winter, the air was filled with a cool breeze and the ground was covered lightly with little specks of snow. There was hustle and bustle all throughout Diagon Alley. Everyone, it seemed, was out in the cold doing a bit of last minute Christmas shopping.
Outside from the Leaky Cauldron came a young man and a woman, a couple. The man was slowly edging away from the heavy crowd, gently guiding his pregnant wife. Shortly after, they bump into one of their friends Naquita Moor, a seer.
The woman reached out to shake her friends hand. As she clasped her mitten-clad hand, Naquita suddenly went rigid. With her eyes half shut she said the following lines filled with vindication and morose.
"Two have been sent forth
Infants, one more powerful than the other
Great they are in their similarities
But even greater in their differences
One will be born of the lion
The other, of the serpent
Both will grow in power and glory
But the dark mark will soon be cast
The days will be dim for the lion
But glorious for the serpent
For the glory of the earth
The serpent princess should be kept away.
"So, I tell you now, once the lion and serpent are born, the serpent should be hidden," Naquita said, finally letting go of the woman's hand, "and you have to promise that you will do as I tell you."
"But Naquita, how are we suppose to do that?" asked the man.
"Hide the girl, the serpent princess. Bind her powers and that of her descendants as well."
"Uh, o. o.okay Naquita," the woman stammered, still unsure of what they are to do.
Then they said their goodbyes and left.
**** A couple of months later ****
"They're beautiful," the man said holding an infant in his arms, "they both are."
"Yes," said the woman as she gently caressed her baby boy's cheek.
"But soon we have to hide her," the man said as he sadly hugged the child in his arms, the serpent princess.
"Yes, we do," said the woman, "Professor Dumbledore will be there when we send her to my cousin."
A week later, the little girl was indeed hidden with her muggle aunt and uncle with her powers bound. The couple said their final goodbye to their only daughter, Jamilla Potter.
**** End of prologue ****
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PROLOGUE: THE WARNING
It was mid-winter, the air was filled with a cool breeze and the ground was covered lightly with little specks of snow. There was hustle and bustle all throughout Diagon Alley. Everyone, it seemed, was out in the cold doing a bit of last minute Christmas shopping.
Outside from the Leaky Cauldron came a young man and a woman, a couple. The man was slowly edging away from the heavy crowd, gently guiding his pregnant wife. Shortly after, they bump into one of their friends Naquita Moor, a seer.
The woman reached out to shake her friends hand. As she clasped her mitten-clad hand, Naquita suddenly went rigid. With her eyes half shut she said the following lines filled with vindication and morose.
"Two have been sent forth
Infants, one more powerful than the other
Great they are in their similarities
But even greater in their differences
One will be born of the lion
The other, of the serpent
Both will grow in power and glory
But the dark mark will soon be cast
The days will be dim for the lion
But glorious for the serpent
For the glory of the earth
The serpent princess should be kept away.
"So, I tell you now, once the lion and serpent are born, the serpent should be hidden," Naquita said, finally letting go of the woman's hand, "and you have to promise that you will do as I tell you."
"But Naquita, how are we suppose to do that?" asked the man.
"Hide the girl, the serpent princess. Bind her powers and that of her descendants as well."
"Uh, o. o.okay Naquita," the woman stammered, still unsure of what they are to do.
Then they said their goodbyes and left.
**** A couple of months later ****
"They're beautiful," the man said holding an infant in his arms, "they both are."
"Yes," said the woman as she gently caressed her baby boy's cheek.
"But soon we have to hide her," the man said as he sadly hugged the child in his arms, the serpent princess.
"Yes, we do," said the woman, "Professor Dumbledore will be there when we send her to my cousin."
A week later, the little girl was indeed hidden with her muggle aunt and uncle with her powers bound. The couple said their final goodbye to their only daughter, Jamilla Potter.
**** End of prologue ****
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