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The Path of Fate
"What?" said Ginny flabergasted. "What do you mean?"
"You were destined to do this, Ginny."
"But Aunt Kassandra, how do you know it was me? How do you know that I am Morgaine?"
"Ginny, you know that my name is also the name of the Princess of Troy. I can see things before they happen. I seen Morgaine, then I seen you. You are Morgaine, child. I seen the doom that will follow if Mordred is not stopped. Mordred has not yet shown himself. But he will. And soon."
Ginny looked at Dumbledore.
"It is as she says, my dear. You must stop Mordred. We cannot force you into your fate, but remember this: No one can hide from their fate."
Ginny looked at her hands folded into her lap.
"Can I think about this?" she whispered.
"Yes, of course, child. I pray you hurry. I must leave before morning. I must prepare despite your decision. If need be, Avalon will fight Mordred alone," Kassandra shuddered.
"I shall tell you my answer before breakfast, Aunt."
"Choose wisely. Pack lightly if you choose. In Avalon, everything will be provided."
Ginny stood up and walked to the door. For the second time that day, her head was filled. Ginny walked alone, lost in her thoughts, all the way to Gryffindor Tower. Ginny wished she could still talk to Hermione. Of course! She could send an owl. She wondered if she could borrow Pig from Ron. If not, she could use a school owl. She needed to write Hermione. Ginny grabbed a quill from her bag. She shuffled through her Potions notes for a spare piece of parchment. Alas, she was ready.
Dear Hermoine,
How are you, Hermy. I miss you so much. There is nobody here left for me to talk to. Draco misses you terribly and Harry even worse. Ron is horrid too. Harry, Ron, and Draco say that even Snape misses you. They said on the first day he asked "Where is the know-it-all?" I wish you were here, Hermy. How is the foreign studies. I hope everyone there is nice. It's not the same without you. The boys keep getting into trouble without the brains of the operation.
I have a question, Hermoine. Do you believe in reincarnation? My Aunt Kassandra told me something, but i am not sure if I believe her. She told me I have been reborn to fulfill my destiny. She said I am Morgaine. Aunt Kassandra wants to send me to Avalon! I'm so lost Hermione. What would you do?
Write back as soon as possible! Love, Ginny Weasley
Ginny went into the boys dormitory. Ron and Harry were sprawled on Harry's bed.
"Ron! Can I borrow Pigwideon?"
"Ginny. How many times do I have to tell you? DON'T WALK IN WITHOUT KNOCKING!"
"Can I borrow Pig?"
"Why?"
"I'm mailing a letter to Hermione."
The boys stared at Ginny like she grew another head. Then Harry started laughing.
"What?" demanded Ginny turning red.
"Hermione can't get letters. We mailed her some and neither Pig or Hedwig could find her," said Harry gasping through laughs.
"What do you mean?"
"Hermione is cut off from us Ginny."
"You think this is funny?"
Ginny stalked to the door and slammed it shut. The thwump made Ginny happier.
Why can't we get ahold of Hermione, thought Ginny.
She paced the length of her dormitory room. She did not realize that anyone was in the room until Celeste Kilton opened the curtains on her bed.
"Do you mind? Some people are trying to do their homework," said Celeste sneering.
"Do you think I care?" Ginny retorted.
"You little..." screeched Celeste snatching her wand.
"What are you going to do? Curse me," laughed Ginny.
Ginny walked out of the room laughing before Celeste could do anything. She went to the library. The Fat Lady was saying something behind her, but Ginny didn't care. She wanted to be alone to think. There had to be some books on Avalon. She looked through the different sections. It took her an hour before she found a book.
The book was dusty. There were cobwebbs on it and it smelt old. No one had read this book in a while. Ginny wiped it with the sleeve of her robes. The name stood out clearer. It was called the Mysteries of Avalon. The cover was made of leather. The edges were gold and so was the lettering. Ginny began to read.
The book was more elaborate than her Aunt Kassandra's story. Ginny sat there and read the book. An hour went by. Maybe even two. Ginny didn't know. The story pulled her in. She cried when Morgaine was cast out. She cried at Arthur's death. The story was so real to her. Like deja vu. Ginny knew then that her aunt didn't lie.
* * *
Ginny woke early the next morning. She was in the library. It was the hidden corner that Hermione showed her in her third year. Ginny doubted even the librarian knew about the hidden table.
Ginny rised out of the chair and headed back to Gryffindor Tower. She needed to clean up for breakfast. This morning, Ginny had to choose.
She quickly cleaned up and dressed in her best looking robes. Fred and George bought them for her in their sixth year. Now she was glad to have them. Ginny wanted to look best for her Aunt Kassandra, regardless of her decision.
Every one was still asleep in the dormitory. Ginny grabbed the book off her bed where she laid it. She walked into the Common Room and read. She liked this book. There were pictures of King Arthur, whom did not have blonde hair, but dark brown, like his Roman father. Arthur smiled and raised the sword Excalibur in greeting. There was a lovely picture of Morgaine. She was rather pretty, but small and dark. She looked barely like Ginny. It was of Morgaine when she was learning to be a priestess.
Ginny was so absorbed in the book, she didn't hear Ron or Harry come in.
"What are you doing, Ginny?" Ron questioned suspiciously.
Ginny hid the book in the fold of her robes. "Nothing. Just waiting to go out for breakfast."
"You want to come with us?" Harry asked.
Ginny stood up and walked with them. There was barely no one in the Great Hall. Only a few Ravenclaws that were reading their school books. Professor Dumbledore was talking avidly to Aunt Kassandra.
"I didn't know Aunt Kassandra was here," said Ron pouting. He too liked Aunt Kassandra. "Did you Ginny?"
"Yes. She came here to talk to me."
"About what?" asked Harry.
"She asked me if I wanted to go with her for the next year."
"Why would you go with her?" asked Ron.
"Let's eat, shall we? I'm starved."
Harry and Ron exhanged a look, then looked at her curiously. Neither seemed inclined to question her. Just then Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas came into the hall. They say next to Ron and soon the four started talking about their Divinations class. She heard Ron tell Dean just to make things up.
"Miss Weasley, would you like to follow me into the chamber next to the teacher's table?"
Ginny looked up to see Professor Dumbledore looking down at her through his half moon glasses. Silently Ginny followed him.
"Sit down, Ginny," he said gesturing at a chair near the fire. "As you know, you were supposed to choose whether or not you would like to go to Avalon to fulfill your destiny. Your Aunt Kassandra waits for your answer."
Ginny glanced across the room, half hidden in shadows, Aunt Kassandra was pacing the room.
"Professor, Merlin, I must admit that this was a difficult choice for me. I must miss a year or more of classes as well as not seeing my family."
"You will not be alone there, Ginny. I will be with you," said Kassandra. "And before you give your answer, there is something you need to know. We had already recruited another person who needs to help us."
"Who-" Ginny started.
"Gwenhwyfar, show yourself," commanded Dumbledore.
Ginny didn't see the slim figure hidden in the shadows.
"Hello, Ginny."
"Hermione?!"
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The Path of Fate
"What?" said Ginny flabergasted. "What do you mean?"
"You were destined to do this, Ginny."
"But Aunt Kassandra, how do you know it was me? How do you know that I am Morgaine?"
"Ginny, you know that my name is also the name of the Princess of Troy. I can see things before they happen. I seen Morgaine, then I seen you. You are Morgaine, child. I seen the doom that will follow if Mordred is not stopped. Mordred has not yet shown himself. But he will. And soon."
Ginny looked at Dumbledore.
"It is as she says, my dear. You must stop Mordred. We cannot force you into your fate, but remember this: No one can hide from their fate."
Ginny looked at her hands folded into her lap.
"Can I think about this?" she whispered.
"Yes, of course, child. I pray you hurry. I must leave before morning. I must prepare despite your decision. If need be, Avalon will fight Mordred alone," Kassandra shuddered.
"I shall tell you my answer before breakfast, Aunt."
"Choose wisely. Pack lightly if you choose. In Avalon, everything will be provided."
Ginny stood up and walked to the door. For the second time that day, her head was filled. Ginny walked alone, lost in her thoughts, all the way to Gryffindor Tower. Ginny wished she could still talk to Hermione. Of course! She could send an owl. She wondered if she could borrow Pig from Ron. If not, she could use a school owl. She needed to write Hermione. Ginny grabbed a quill from her bag. She shuffled through her Potions notes for a spare piece of parchment. Alas, she was ready.
Dear Hermoine,
How are you, Hermy. I miss you so much. There is nobody here left for me to talk to. Draco misses you terribly and Harry even worse. Ron is horrid too. Harry, Ron, and Draco say that even Snape misses you. They said on the first day he asked "Where is the know-it-all?" I wish you were here, Hermy. How is the foreign studies. I hope everyone there is nice. It's not the same without you. The boys keep getting into trouble without the brains of the operation.
I have a question, Hermoine. Do you believe in reincarnation? My Aunt Kassandra told me something, but i am not sure if I believe her. She told me I have been reborn to fulfill my destiny. She said I am Morgaine. Aunt Kassandra wants to send me to Avalon! I'm so lost Hermione. What would you do?
Write back as soon as possible! Love, Ginny Weasley
Ginny went into the boys dormitory. Ron and Harry were sprawled on Harry's bed.
"Ron! Can I borrow Pigwideon?"
"Ginny. How many times do I have to tell you? DON'T WALK IN WITHOUT KNOCKING!"
"Can I borrow Pig?"
"Why?"
"I'm mailing a letter to Hermione."
The boys stared at Ginny like she grew another head. Then Harry started laughing.
"What?" demanded Ginny turning red.
"Hermione can't get letters. We mailed her some and neither Pig or Hedwig could find her," said Harry gasping through laughs.
"What do you mean?"
"Hermione is cut off from us Ginny."
"You think this is funny?"
Ginny stalked to the door and slammed it shut. The thwump made Ginny happier.
Why can't we get ahold of Hermione, thought Ginny.
She paced the length of her dormitory room. She did not realize that anyone was in the room until Celeste Kilton opened the curtains on her bed.
"Do you mind? Some people are trying to do their homework," said Celeste sneering.
"Do you think I care?" Ginny retorted.
"You little..." screeched Celeste snatching her wand.
"What are you going to do? Curse me," laughed Ginny.
Ginny walked out of the room laughing before Celeste could do anything. She went to the library. The Fat Lady was saying something behind her, but Ginny didn't care. She wanted to be alone to think. There had to be some books on Avalon. She looked through the different sections. It took her an hour before she found a book.
The book was dusty. There were cobwebbs on it and it smelt old. No one had read this book in a while. Ginny wiped it with the sleeve of her robes. The name stood out clearer. It was called the Mysteries of Avalon. The cover was made of leather. The edges were gold and so was the lettering. Ginny began to read.
The book was more elaborate than her Aunt Kassandra's story. Ginny sat there and read the book. An hour went by. Maybe even two. Ginny didn't know. The story pulled her in. She cried when Morgaine was cast out. She cried at Arthur's death. The story was so real to her. Like deja vu. Ginny knew then that her aunt didn't lie.
* * *
Ginny woke early the next morning. She was in the library. It was the hidden corner that Hermione showed her in her third year. Ginny doubted even the librarian knew about the hidden table.
Ginny rised out of the chair and headed back to Gryffindor Tower. She needed to clean up for breakfast. This morning, Ginny had to choose.
She quickly cleaned up and dressed in her best looking robes. Fred and George bought them for her in their sixth year. Now she was glad to have them. Ginny wanted to look best for her Aunt Kassandra, regardless of her decision.
Every one was still asleep in the dormitory. Ginny grabbed the book off her bed where she laid it. She walked into the Common Room and read. She liked this book. There were pictures of King Arthur, whom did not have blonde hair, but dark brown, like his Roman father. Arthur smiled and raised the sword Excalibur in greeting. There was a lovely picture of Morgaine. She was rather pretty, but small and dark. She looked barely like Ginny. It was of Morgaine when she was learning to be a priestess.
Ginny was so absorbed in the book, she didn't hear Ron or Harry come in.
"What are you doing, Ginny?" Ron questioned suspiciously.
Ginny hid the book in the fold of her robes. "Nothing. Just waiting to go out for breakfast."
"You want to come with us?" Harry asked.
Ginny stood up and walked with them. There was barely no one in the Great Hall. Only a few Ravenclaws that were reading their school books. Professor Dumbledore was talking avidly to Aunt Kassandra.
"I didn't know Aunt Kassandra was here," said Ron pouting. He too liked Aunt Kassandra. "Did you Ginny?"
"Yes. She came here to talk to me."
"About what?" asked Harry.
"She asked me if I wanted to go with her for the next year."
"Why would you go with her?" asked Ron.
"Let's eat, shall we? I'm starved."
Harry and Ron exhanged a look, then looked at her curiously. Neither seemed inclined to question her. Just then Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas came into the hall. They say next to Ron and soon the four started talking about their Divinations class. She heard Ron tell Dean just to make things up.
"Miss Weasley, would you like to follow me into the chamber next to the teacher's table?"
Ginny looked up to see Professor Dumbledore looking down at her through his half moon glasses. Silently Ginny followed him.
"Sit down, Ginny," he said gesturing at a chair near the fire. "As you know, you were supposed to choose whether or not you would like to go to Avalon to fulfill your destiny. Your Aunt Kassandra waits for your answer."
Ginny glanced across the room, half hidden in shadows, Aunt Kassandra was pacing the room.
"Professor, Merlin, I must admit that this was a difficult choice for me. I must miss a year or more of classes as well as not seeing my family."
"You will not be alone there, Ginny. I will be with you," said Kassandra. "And before you give your answer, there is something you need to know. We had already recruited another person who needs to help us."
"Who-" Ginny started.
"Gwenhwyfar, show yourself," commanded Dumbledore.
Ginny didn't see the slim figure hidden in the shadows.
"Hello, Ginny."
"Hermione?!"
~*~ ______ ~*~ `*` Jaimie `*` @-------- ~*~ ~*~ I'm aiming for 10 reviews. Please review and then I'll update it. Hehe.
