A/N Hey guys, NOBODY READ MY LAST CHAPTER, sniff sniff, now I'm sad. Sniff sniff. (Kim
throws a book at me)
Kim: SHUT UP you whiner.
Ali: Hey, I resent that. Well anyway, please enjoy.
~~~~~~~~~
After spending the night at Hogwarts, Harry was given permission to go to Diagon Alley
along with the Weasleys as longs as he had a body guard, in other words, Ali. Considering the fact
that she goes around in a black cloak carrying a sword, he thought that their group might stand out
just a little bit more. But he pushed that all into the back of his mind. After that night, Harry started
coming out of his state of depression, he was back with his friends and at Hogwarts once again.
The next morning when Harry was getting ready he looked out the window of the familar
dorm room that he had spent four years in. He had to admit, he was happy to be back, even though he
knew how much constant arguing would be coming from Ron and Hermione, which was always a lovely
experience, taking into consideration it usually went on for days. His laughing brought him out of his
daydream of Ron and Hermie biting eachother's heads off and he went to meet up with the others.
He ran down stairs, the supply list for his classes that he recieved only two weeks ago in his pocket.
As he reached the bottom of he saw nine familiar red heads (Percy wasn't there, must have had an important
meeting at the ministry) and one that he'd never seen before. She stood there her hair down past her waist in a
long braid with curling tendrils hanging all around her face, It was red enough to match the Weasley's. Her grey
eyes glaring up at him. He looked around for the sword he'd seen on Ali's belt but found the stranger leaning on
it (sheathed of course). He then noticed the necklace hanging from her neck. That... was Ali?
"I think it's about time we all got going," She spoke and with a flick of her wrist, turned her sword
into a wand with amazing carvings running up and down the slender white willow wood. She even talked differently.
It was all too weird for him and he just kept an unchanging confused look on his face as they walked over to the fire
place, threw in the floo powder and shouted 'Diagon Alley' one by one. The group landed in a huge heap, well accept
for Ali, in the Leaky Chouldron.
They decided to split up. George, Fred and Ginny all went in one group. The adults went in another, and
Harry, Hermione, Ron, and of course Ali, accompanied eachother. As they seperated, Harry and company talked
about their summer while the stranger among the four looked suspiciously at the surrounding people.
At Flourish and Blotts, while the three friends searched the shelves for their need books and bought
rolls of parchment, Ali found an interesting book in the history and legands section. Prophecies of the Ancient
was what is was called and before they left, bought the book and began to read it.
"Ali, ready to go?" it was Hermione that spoke, she seemed a little nervous around her. She was
used to knowing everything, but Ali was unreadable, like a book written in a lost language, a mystery.
"Yeah," they continued on the get the needed supplies, the second to last stop was Madam Malkin's
(I know I spelled that wrong, but I'm to lazy to check) Robes for every occasion. Harry had grown a few inches
over the summer and Ron and grown three, he was now a towering 6' 3". On the way out, Ali leading the
way stopped suddenly, sending everyone ramming into her. They were all on the ground staring at two pairs of feet.
"Well if it isn't the famous Harry Potter," The voice belonged to none other then Lucious Malfoy.
"Do you need anything Sir." Ali glared up at him after standing up.
"Who's this, another Weasley?" Lucious laughed. Ali just kept glaring. Harry, Ron and Hermione stood
up brushing themselves off.
"Well if it isn't Draco? Coming home from Knock-Turn Alley, am I right?" Harry sneered, shooting a glare
in his rivals direction. Draco just stared at the ground with his hood up.
"What, too scared to answer?" Ron provoked.
*Glare* "I think it would be best if we left and came back later."
"Ali, he's a death eater, he's tried to kill Ginny, he probably was one of the people who stormed
my house last night!" Harry whispered wide eyed.
"I know....."
"So, you're an auror, arrest him or something!" Harry replied to the short answer as quietly as possible.
Lucious started reaching for his wand
"No, not now," she murmured looking at Draco. "Besides, I'm not that kind of Auror."
"What?" all there of them were confused.
"...That and there are thousands of people in this place, it would cause a scene." And she pushed
through Lucious, causing him to drop his wand, and started to walk away. After glaring at the Malfoys for a
few seconds the others followed. According to the clocktower it was only 3:30, they were suppose to meet the
rest of the Weasleys at Five o'clock.
Hermione started speaking. "What the heck was that all about?"
"I'll explain later," but the three wouldn't let her pass.
"Explain now, we have the right to know" Ron walked up to her.
"You guys aren't going to leave me alone until I talk, are you?" Ali sighed in annoyence.
Ali sighed and started walking towards the icecream parlor. Harry, Hermione, and Ron looked at
eachother and followed cautiously.
They sat down and she imediatly leaned in and started to whisper. "Atlantians are an ancient race
that date back long before Hogwarts, Millions of years before. They were the original mages, they had a
natural power for wandless magic. It was believed that Merlin had some Atlantian blood himself. Long
ago during the begining of the civilization, there was a seer by the name of Khiaeeria. (Ke-air-e-la) She
prophecised many happenings, things from the Salem Witch burnings to end of Atlantis. It was said that her
last vision before she was killed by the one of the Dark Wizard from that age, was of this era. I believe that
I have found the Prophecy in this book," and she pulled out the book she purchased in Flourish and Blotts.
Turned to a certain page and layed it down on the table in front of her audiance. "Right here, read right here."
she pointed to a peice of writing that had long flowy script. It read:
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Darkness rises and in a flash of lightning, is sent
back to the shadows in the corner of the great Kingdom.
Happiness returns and much peace falls over the land.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
At the age of coming, the lightning bolt goes to the safe
haven but finds foes.
After the fourth encounter with the damned, the Serpent
King
arises again and reaks havoc unto the Great Kingdom once
more.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
When two become one, rivals join, the son betrayes the
hated servant father, when two snakes combine with the
pheonix.
Then the Kingdom will have hope.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The pheonix; a bird of song, healing, fire, and beauty, has a
hidden secret.
Once it's true colors Are shown, It becomes not only gold and
red, but black.
It has a dark side Known only to a selected few.
The Lightning Bolt must become close to this Pheonix, as well
as towards the fighter of light, but when Reality is bent, the Lightning Bolt must remember to keep trust in the Pheonix.
And the Pheonix will show the way to the light and the End of
darkness.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The Son of the servant of the Serpant, must betray it's own
flesh and blood, and must take trust in the pheonix aswell
as in a flame.
If the Son does not choose truely, all is lost.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
When a beautiful hawk turns from couragous and clever to
rancid it will lie to get what it wants and that is to revenge the
fallen.
The new hatred shown by this will cause several deaths in it's
wake.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The two that become one, must strive to let it be known that there
is a power behind darkness as well as good in it, and more power
beyond it.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
There will come a time when the Lightning Bolt may give up hope
on the Power of Atlantis and the one will die needlessly, and
without the one, there is no Pheonix.
And without the Pheonix, everything will die.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The Snake of blood and the Snake of powers must worked
together to defeat the original serpant that cursed them with
it's presence. They then must join with the fighter of light and
the Pheonix as well as the Son or the Kingdom shall never be
free from this shadow cast upon it.
It went on like that for a couple more pages.
"I believe that Draco is the son of the servant," Ali said to the three others.
"Any idea what all of this means?" Hermione questioned.
"Some of it, but not much, like who the Pheonix is, but I do know who the Snake of
blood is and Harry of course is the Thunder Bolt and the Snake of Power," the mage stared off into
oblivion trying to figure out the puzzle that held many lives in it's grasp.
"Who's the Snake of Blood?" piped up Ron.
"An old friend," Ali looked up at the blank faces. "We trained together."
Harry closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair. It was too much imformation too fast. Then
he felt it,a quick stab at his scar, but it was as if it were being muffled. His eyes flashed open. Ali saw the fear
in them.
"We have to get out of here... now," She said getting out her wand and looking around.
"We can't run, the bags are too heavy." Ron whined. Hermione slapped across the back of the head and
shrunk the bags with her wand and picked them up.
The only place there weren't figures running toward them was Gringgots bank, it was their only chance.
A/N: PLEASE REVIEW! If I don't get atleast four reviews I'm going to have to go back and rewrite the first few chapters,
because it's telling me that nobody likes the fic. But if you do, I'll love you forever. Oh, and constructive critism is good,
and if you flame me, I'll laugh at you.
throws a book at me)
Kim: SHUT UP you whiner.
Ali: Hey, I resent that. Well anyway, please enjoy.
~~~~~~~~~
After spending the night at Hogwarts, Harry was given permission to go to Diagon Alley
along with the Weasleys as longs as he had a body guard, in other words, Ali. Considering the fact
that she goes around in a black cloak carrying a sword, he thought that their group might stand out
just a little bit more. But he pushed that all into the back of his mind. After that night, Harry started
coming out of his state of depression, he was back with his friends and at Hogwarts once again.
The next morning when Harry was getting ready he looked out the window of the familar
dorm room that he had spent four years in. He had to admit, he was happy to be back, even though he
knew how much constant arguing would be coming from Ron and Hermione, which was always a lovely
experience, taking into consideration it usually went on for days. His laughing brought him out of his
daydream of Ron and Hermie biting eachother's heads off and he went to meet up with the others.
He ran down stairs, the supply list for his classes that he recieved only two weeks ago in his pocket.
As he reached the bottom of he saw nine familiar red heads (Percy wasn't there, must have had an important
meeting at the ministry) and one that he'd never seen before. She stood there her hair down past her waist in a
long braid with curling tendrils hanging all around her face, It was red enough to match the Weasley's. Her grey
eyes glaring up at him. He looked around for the sword he'd seen on Ali's belt but found the stranger leaning on
it (sheathed of course). He then noticed the necklace hanging from her neck. That... was Ali?
"I think it's about time we all got going," She spoke and with a flick of her wrist, turned her sword
into a wand with amazing carvings running up and down the slender white willow wood. She even talked differently.
It was all too weird for him and he just kept an unchanging confused look on his face as they walked over to the fire
place, threw in the floo powder and shouted 'Diagon Alley' one by one. The group landed in a huge heap, well accept
for Ali, in the Leaky Chouldron.
They decided to split up. George, Fred and Ginny all went in one group. The adults went in another, and
Harry, Hermione, Ron, and of course Ali, accompanied eachother. As they seperated, Harry and company talked
about their summer while the stranger among the four looked suspiciously at the surrounding people.
At Flourish and Blotts, while the three friends searched the shelves for their need books and bought
rolls of parchment, Ali found an interesting book in the history and legands section. Prophecies of the Ancient
was what is was called and before they left, bought the book and began to read it.
"Ali, ready to go?" it was Hermione that spoke, she seemed a little nervous around her. She was
used to knowing everything, but Ali was unreadable, like a book written in a lost language, a mystery.
"Yeah," they continued on the get the needed supplies, the second to last stop was Madam Malkin's
(I know I spelled that wrong, but I'm to lazy to check) Robes for every occasion. Harry had grown a few inches
over the summer and Ron and grown three, he was now a towering 6' 3". On the way out, Ali leading the
way stopped suddenly, sending everyone ramming into her. They were all on the ground staring at two pairs of feet.
"Well if it isn't the famous Harry Potter," The voice belonged to none other then Lucious Malfoy.
"Do you need anything Sir." Ali glared up at him after standing up.
"Who's this, another Weasley?" Lucious laughed. Ali just kept glaring. Harry, Ron and Hermione stood
up brushing themselves off.
"Well if it isn't Draco? Coming home from Knock-Turn Alley, am I right?" Harry sneered, shooting a glare
in his rivals direction. Draco just stared at the ground with his hood up.
"What, too scared to answer?" Ron provoked.
*Glare* "I think it would be best if we left and came back later."
"Ali, he's a death eater, he's tried to kill Ginny, he probably was one of the people who stormed
my house last night!" Harry whispered wide eyed.
"I know....."
"So, you're an auror, arrest him or something!" Harry replied to the short answer as quietly as possible.
Lucious started reaching for his wand
"No, not now," she murmured looking at Draco. "Besides, I'm not that kind of Auror."
"What?" all there of them were confused.
"...That and there are thousands of people in this place, it would cause a scene." And she pushed
through Lucious, causing him to drop his wand, and started to walk away. After glaring at the Malfoys for a
few seconds the others followed. According to the clocktower it was only 3:30, they were suppose to meet the
rest of the Weasleys at Five o'clock.
Hermione started speaking. "What the heck was that all about?"
"I'll explain later," but the three wouldn't let her pass.
"Explain now, we have the right to know" Ron walked up to her.
"You guys aren't going to leave me alone until I talk, are you?" Ali sighed in annoyence.
Ali sighed and started walking towards the icecream parlor. Harry, Hermione, and Ron looked at
eachother and followed cautiously.
They sat down and she imediatly leaned in and started to whisper. "Atlantians are an ancient race
that date back long before Hogwarts, Millions of years before. They were the original mages, they had a
natural power for wandless magic. It was believed that Merlin had some Atlantian blood himself. Long
ago during the begining of the civilization, there was a seer by the name of Khiaeeria. (Ke-air-e-la) She
prophecised many happenings, things from the Salem Witch burnings to end of Atlantis. It was said that her
last vision before she was killed by the one of the Dark Wizard from that age, was of this era. I believe that
I have found the Prophecy in this book," and she pulled out the book she purchased in Flourish and Blotts.
Turned to a certain page and layed it down on the table in front of her audiance. "Right here, read right here."
she pointed to a peice of writing that had long flowy script. It read:
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Darkness rises and in a flash of lightning, is sent
back to the shadows in the corner of the great Kingdom.
Happiness returns and much peace falls over the land.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
At the age of coming, the lightning bolt goes to the safe
haven but finds foes.
After the fourth encounter with the damned, the Serpent
King
arises again and reaks havoc unto the Great Kingdom once
more.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
When two become one, rivals join, the son betrayes the
hated servant father, when two snakes combine with the
pheonix.
Then the Kingdom will have hope.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The pheonix; a bird of song, healing, fire, and beauty, has a
hidden secret.
Once it's true colors Are shown, It becomes not only gold and
red, but black.
It has a dark side Known only to a selected few.
The Lightning Bolt must become close to this Pheonix, as well
as towards the fighter of light, but when Reality is bent, the Lightning Bolt must remember to keep trust in the Pheonix.
And the Pheonix will show the way to the light and the End of
darkness.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The Son of the servant of the Serpant, must betray it's own
flesh and blood, and must take trust in the pheonix aswell
as in a flame.
If the Son does not choose truely, all is lost.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
When a beautiful hawk turns from couragous and clever to
rancid it will lie to get what it wants and that is to revenge the
fallen.
The new hatred shown by this will cause several deaths in it's
wake.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The two that become one, must strive to let it be known that there
is a power behind darkness as well as good in it, and more power
beyond it.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
There will come a time when the Lightning Bolt may give up hope
on the Power of Atlantis and the one will die needlessly, and
without the one, there is no Pheonix.
And without the Pheonix, everything will die.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The Snake of blood and the Snake of powers must worked
together to defeat the original serpant that cursed them with
it's presence. They then must join with the fighter of light and
the Pheonix as well as the Son or the Kingdom shall never be
free from this shadow cast upon it.
It went on like that for a couple more pages.
"I believe that Draco is the son of the servant," Ali said to the three others.
"Any idea what all of this means?" Hermione questioned.
"Some of it, but not much, like who the Pheonix is, but I do know who the Snake of
blood is and Harry of course is the Thunder Bolt and the Snake of Power," the mage stared off into
oblivion trying to figure out the puzzle that held many lives in it's grasp.
"Who's the Snake of Blood?" piped up Ron.
"An old friend," Ali looked up at the blank faces. "We trained together."
Harry closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair. It was too much imformation too fast. Then
he felt it,a quick stab at his scar, but it was as if it were being muffled. His eyes flashed open. Ali saw the fear
in them.
"We have to get out of here... now," She said getting out her wand and looking around.
"We can't run, the bags are too heavy." Ron whined. Hermione slapped across the back of the head and
shrunk the bags with her wand and picked them up.
The only place there weren't figures running toward them was Gringgots bank, it was their only chance.
A/N: PLEASE REVIEW! If I don't get atleast four reviews I'm going to have to go back and rewrite the first few chapters,
because it's telling me that nobody likes the fic. But if you do, I'll love you forever. Oh, and constructive critism is good,
and if you flame me, I'll laugh at you.
