"Resurrection"
Chapter One
"The Beginning"
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With wands drawn and his dark armies ready to battle,Lord Voldemort gave the orders to attack.The year was 1982,on a cold and infamous fall night of Friday,October 13th.The Ministry of Magic Aurors were on full alert and prepared for the worst as a large army of dark forces surounded London. No one knew how horrible and bloody the battle would be.Lord Voldemort had gathered up large armies of pureblood dark wizards,witches,dangerous creatures,and loyal servants to fight by his side to take over the world and rid it of its weaknesses.The night was full of disaster and death as Aurors and the dark forces collided and fought in a long and bloody battle.
"Destroy all of those weaker than us.The weak were put on this earth to be brought down by the strong.You will be praised if only you are victorious.Now go and spread the word of the black magic!"Lord Voldemort had said.
His mind was not only on his plans of world domination,it was also on one of his weakness,Katrina,the love of his life.
She was sitting back in a castle far away from the brutality that was going on in London.Her deep cinamon eyes searched hungrily at the hills far away for her love to return.A gentle and cold breeze ruffled her long and curly hazelnut hair against her green dress.The long days had turned into nights of dying hope,but still,no word from her love.On a day when the air was still and the sky was littered with grey clouds,a pure black owl carried a torned and bruised letter to the balcony where Katrina was sitting.
"What is this?"she asked as she took the letter and pet the owl.
The letter was stained with dirt and a few drops of blood.The edges were torn and burned.Katrina unrolled the letter.
"The Dark Lord has been killed."was all it read.
A bloody seal of a snake was stamped below.Katrina,unable to believe the news she just received,raced to her room.She took out a quill and parchment and wrote a note.
"My love is gone.He is not with me,but not for long.I will meet him in death."she wrote.
She tucked it into the hem of her green dress.She walked back down to the balcony and stepped up on the ledge.She took a quick glance at the land below.A raging river with foaming waves burst through the dying trees below.Katrina took a deep breath,closed her eyes,and plunged to her watery death below.
A tired and pleased Lord Voldemort returned with his remaining comrades to his castle.He was very pleased with the victories they had won in London.Now all he wanted to do was be with Katrina.He was greeted by house elves who wore frightened expressions on their faces.
"M-master,your human servants wishes to see you in the old chapel."said an elve.
Lord Voldemort stormed into the chapel.He was in no mood to mess with anyone right now.He wanted to only be with Katrina and no- one else.He flung the doors aside and saw five of his servants standing in front of the candle-lit altar.
"What is it?"he barked at them as he paced up towards them.
A grey-headed man stood forward.His grey eyes looked the Dark Lord over.
"It is Katrina."the man said.
Lord Voldemort straightened up quickly,a glimpse of panic and worry glowing in his eyes.
"What is wrong with my Katrina?Where is she?"he said,his voice shaking a little.
The grey-headed man handed him Katrina's death note.Lord Voldemort's eyes filled with disbelief.
"This cannot be true!"he cried as he flung the letter down.
The five servants stepped aside form the altar.There,upon silk white sheets,layed the body of Katrina.Lord Voldemort ran to his beloved's side and grasped her limp and cold hands.
''She flung herself into the river when someone had sent her false news of your death."said the grey-headed servant.
Lord Voldemort kissed the dead lips of Katrina.His eyes,filled with tears,quickly glowed red as anger burst out of him.
"Who did this?"he snapped.
"An auror by the name of James Potter."said the grey-headed servant.
Lord Voldrmort kissed Katrina's lips one last time.
"I will be with you again."he said before leaving.
That night,Lord Voldemort killed James Potter,and his wife Lily.He didn't know that their son,Harry,would be the one to defeat him.It was when the curse Lord Voldemort had cast on Harry backfired and destroyed him.Lord Voldemort was no more.
His castle was burned,though it remained because it was made of bricks.The body of Katrina and all traces of her were never found,lost in a forgotten world of which no one but her lover,Tom Riddle,knew of.
Chapter One
"The Beginning"
º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸ º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸ º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø, º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,
With wands drawn and his dark armies ready to battle,Lord Voldemort gave the orders to attack.The year was 1982,on a cold and infamous fall night of Friday,October 13th.The Ministry of Magic Aurors were on full alert and prepared for the worst as a large army of dark forces surounded London. No one knew how horrible and bloody the battle would be.Lord Voldemort had gathered up large armies of pureblood dark wizards,witches,dangerous creatures,and loyal servants to fight by his side to take over the world and rid it of its weaknesses.The night was full of disaster and death as Aurors and the dark forces collided and fought in a long and bloody battle.
"Destroy all of those weaker than us.The weak were put on this earth to be brought down by the strong.You will be praised if only you are victorious.Now go and spread the word of the black magic!"Lord Voldemort had said.
His mind was not only on his plans of world domination,it was also on one of his weakness,Katrina,the love of his life.
She was sitting back in a castle far away from the brutality that was going on in London.Her deep cinamon eyes searched hungrily at the hills far away for her love to return.A gentle and cold breeze ruffled her long and curly hazelnut hair against her green dress.The long days had turned into nights of dying hope,but still,no word from her love.On a day when the air was still and the sky was littered with grey clouds,a pure black owl carried a torned and bruised letter to the balcony where Katrina was sitting.
"What is this?"she asked as she took the letter and pet the owl.
The letter was stained with dirt and a few drops of blood.The edges were torn and burned.Katrina unrolled the letter.
"The Dark Lord has been killed."was all it read.
A bloody seal of a snake was stamped below.Katrina,unable to believe the news she just received,raced to her room.She took out a quill and parchment and wrote a note.
"My love is gone.He is not with me,but not for long.I will meet him in death."she wrote.
She tucked it into the hem of her green dress.She walked back down to the balcony and stepped up on the ledge.She took a quick glance at the land below.A raging river with foaming waves burst through the dying trees below.Katrina took a deep breath,closed her eyes,and plunged to her watery death below.
A tired and pleased Lord Voldemort returned with his remaining comrades to his castle.He was very pleased with the victories they had won in London.Now all he wanted to do was be with Katrina.He was greeted by house elves who wore frightened expressions on their faces.
"M-master,your human servants wishes to see you in the old chapel."said an elve.
Lord Voldemort stormed into the chapel.He was in no mood to mess with anyone right now.He wanted to only be with Katrina and no- one else.He flung the doors aside and saw five of his servants standing in front of the candle-lit altar.
"What is it?"he barked at them as he paced up towards them.
A grey-headed man stood forward.His grey eyes looked the Dark Lord over.
"It is Katrina."the man said.
Lord Voldemort straightened up quickly,a glimpse of panic and worry glowing in his eyes.
"What is wrong with my Katrina?Where is she?"he said,his voice shaking a little.
The grey-headed man handed him Katrina's death note.Lord Voldemort's eyes filled with disbelief.
"This cannot be true!"he cried as he flung the letter down.
The five servants stepped aside form the altar.There,upon silk white sheets,layed the body of Katrina.Lord Voldemort ran to his beloved's side and grasped her limp and cold hands.
''She flung herself into the river when someone had sent her false news of your death."said the grey-headed servant.
Lord Voldemort kissed the dead lips of Katrina.His eyes,filled with tears,quickly glowed red as anger burst out of him.
"Who did this?"he snapped.
"An auror by the name of James Potter."said the grey-headed servant.
Lord Voldrmort kissed Katrina's lips one last time.
"I will be with you again."he said before leaving.
That night,Lord Voldemort killed James Potter,and his wife Lily.He didn't know that their son,Harry,would be the one to defeat him.It was when the curse Lord Voldemort had cast on Harry backfired and destroyed him.Lord Voldemort was no more.
His castle was burned,though it remained because it was made of bricks.The body of Katrina and all traces of her were never found,lost in a forgotten world of which no one but her lover,Tom Riddle,knew of.