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Summary: There's the light side and the dark side. But what about the unknown side? The side that Lily is on?
The Unknown Side
Chapter One: The Death
Lily Evans sighed, looking over the vast grassy parts of Hogwarts, a magical school she attended.
Looking at her, no one could have guess that this small young girl was one of the most powerful beings in the world, the leader of the un- named.
The stars twinkled down at her as the clock in her dormitory struck 12 o'clock.
Lily quickly fled down to the ground floor of Hogwarts, her small feet making no sound, her clothing making her blend in with the dark walls.
As she reached the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest which resided near her school, she heard sobbing.
Lily walked faster, fearing that death had struck their side.
She was right. The quiet sobbing came more loudly and several people squeezed her tight when they saw her approaching their hideout.
"What will happen to us?" They murmured in her ear before bowing low.
Lily would not answer but instead cast empathy filled eyes towards her followers. Not one of them noticed the crystal tear that slid down to her cheek.
"Who was it this time?" Lily asked an elderly woman quietly. The grief-filled woman could not stop sobbing but pointed Lily to the northern direction. Lily looked and saw the body of a young girl.
Grief and anger clenched at her heart as she looked down at the youthful body of Alicia Stiles.
Lily grew angry. Alicia had been but 11 years old! She had been so eager to join Lily and fight. Lily remembered how reluctant she had been to let Alicia join, and now what happened? Alicia was dead! Dead!
"Sonorus." Lily murmured, pointing her wand to her throat.
She stood tall and straight. Sobs quieted as the people looked at their leader.
"My friends." She began, slowly and sadly.
"Here lies Alicia Stiles, the youngest member who was once amongst us. She came here, wanting to fight for her-our- beliefs!" Lily called.
"Our beliefs were that every one should live in harmony! The magical, the un-magical, the humans, the creatures. Why would we not join the Light side for this? Because they fight for the good wizards and witches! They do not fight for the others!" Lily called.
"So, because of our belief, our people are dying! They are dying because they are strong and fight for others, not just themselves. We must mourn the ones we lost but we also must face that they sacrificed their lives to make the world a peaceful place! We must always remember this. Always." Lily started to feel herself crumple, but she couldn't do that. She had to be strong for her people.
"Let us remember Alicia Stiles. Let us remember that we are all equal, no matter who we are, what we are, or what we believe in!" Lily cried out. People sobbed still and Lily looked at them.
Quietly, so no one could here, she whispered:
"Only one does not belong here, on earth. His name is Lord Voldemort."
Lily turned, away, now facing the still body of Alicia. The young witch knelt down, stroking the young girl's cheek tenderly.
"Thank you for making us stronger, Alicia." Lily said softly, lovingly.
She turned to the group again.
"Our new plan," Lily began. "Is to attack. A surprise attack, not far from now. We are to train particularly hard. Tonight, is no exception." Lily said calmly.
"Every non-magical person, join up with a magical person. You are to teach each other at least five new things that will help in battle. There is to be no fooling around!" She said firmly.
She pushed down her dark hood, letting the cool breeze of the night flow around her.
Lily looked down at her pale cold hands, and turned to a certain section of the forest. She would have to train too, and she didn't want to have to heart others because of it.
She ran in a deeper section of the forest, her long black cape flowing behind her.
Lily ran to a clearing. Slowly, softly, she chanted,
Let the spirit of the woods become alive
May the spirit of the waters flow
The spirit of the fire above and below burn with love and hatred
Spirit of the skies, come down and lend me your power
Let the spirit of darkness become purified by light
Make the world heal, combining the spirits
Make the world more beautiful
Purify those in need of purification
Let those who must perish perish
Lily smiled. Lily said that chant every night in hopes of the spirits awakening, one by one to heal the world that had changed so much while they slept.
(AN: Don't get it? Well, basically, it's saying that all those spirits became dormant, sleeping to regain their power to make the world alive again when it's needed. Lily's hoping that chant will call onto the spirits.)
Lily then started to practice on her defensive magic.
It would be a long hard night, as usual.
AN: This is just sort of like the prologue so please review, making comments on how I can do this story a bit better.
Please review.
Summary: There's the light side and the dark side. But what about the unknown side? The side that Lily is on?
The Unknown Side
Chapter One: The Death
Lily Evans sighed, looking over the vast grassy parts of Hogwarts, a magical school she attended.
Looking at her, no one could have guess that this small young girl was one of the most powerful beings in the world, the leader of the un- named.
The stars twinkled down at her as the clock in her dormitory struck 12 o'clock.
Lily quickly fled down to the ground floor of Hogwarts, her small feet making no sound, her clothing making her blend in with the dark walls.
As she reached the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest which resided near her school, she heard sobbing.
Lily walked faster, fearing that death had struck their side.
She was right. The quiet sobbing came more loudly and several people squeezed her tight when they saw her approaching their hideout.
"What will happen to us?" They murmured in her ear before bowing low.
Lily would not answer but instead cast empathy filled eyes towards her followers. Not one of them noticed the crystal tear that slid down to her cheek.
"Who was it this time?" Lily asked an elderly woman quietly. The grief-filled woman could not stop sobbing but pointed Lily to the northern direction. Lily looked and saw the body of a young girl.
Grief and anger clenched at her heart as she looked down at the youthful body of Alicia Stiles.
Lily grew angry. Alicia had been but 11 years old! She had been so eager to join Lily and fight. Lily remembered how reluctant she had been to let Alicia join, and now what happened? Alicia was dead! Dead!
"Sonorus." Lily murmured, pointing her wand to her throat.
She stood tall and straight. Sobs quieted as the people looked at their leader.
"My friends." She began, slowly and sadly.
"Here lies Alicia Stiles, the youngest member who was once amongst us. She came here, wanting to fight for her-our- beliefs!" Lily called.
"Our beliefs were that every one should live in harmony! The magical, the un-magical, the humans, the creatures. Why would we not join the Light side for this? Because they fight for the good wizards and witches! They do not fight for the others!" Lily called.
"So, because of our belief, our people are dying! They are dying because they are strong and fight for others, not just themselves. We must mourn the ones we lost but we also must face that they sacrificed their lives to make the world a peaceful place! We must always remember this. Always." Lily started to feel herself crumple, but she couldn't do that. She had to be strong for her people.
"Let us remember Alicia Stiles. Let us remember that we are all equal, no matter who we are, what we are, or what we believe in!" Lily cried out. People sobbed still and Lily looked at them.
Quietly, so no one could here, she whispered:
"Only one does not belong here, on earth. His name is Lord Voldemort."
Lily turned, away, now facing the still body of Alicia. The young witch knelt down, stroking the young girl's cheek tenderly.
"Thank you for making us stronger, Alicia." Lily said softly, lovingly.
She turned to the group again.
"Our new plan," Lily began. "Is to attack. A surprise attack, not far from now. We are to train particularly hard. Tonight, is no exception." Lily said calmly.
"Every non-magical person, join up with a magical person. You are to teach each other at least five new things that will help in battle. There is to be no fooling around!" She said firmly.
She pushed down her dark hood, letting the cool breeze of the night flow around her.
Lily looked down at her pale cold hands, and turned to a certain section of the forest. She would have to train too, and she didn't want to have to heart others because of it.
She ran in a deeper section of the forest, her long black cape flowing behind her.
Lily ran to a clearing. Slowly, softly, she chanted,
Let the spirit of the woods become alive
May the spirit of the waters flow
The spirit of the fire above and below burn with love and hatred
Spirit of the skies, come down and lend me your power
Let the spirit of darkness become purified by light
Make the world heal, combining the spirits
Make the world more beautiful
Purify those in need of purification
Let those who must perish perish
Lily smiled. Lily said that chant every night in hopes of the spirits awakening, one by one to heal the world that had changed so much while they slept.
(AN: Don't get it? Well, basically, it's saying that all those spirits became dormant, sleeping to regain their power to make the world alive again when it's needed. Lily's hoping that chant will call onto the spirits.)
Lily then started to practice on her defensive magic.
It would be a long hard night, as usual.
AN: This is just sort of like the prologue so please review, making comments on how I can do this story a bit better.
Please review.