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Lissa, I don't really want a personal slave. *grins evilly at Lissa*
Because you smell yucky.Not really, anyway, I'll stop yabbering away like a
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Chapter Five, The Prophecy
Lissa was rapidly awoken from a deep sleep, by the deep voice of her brother echoing madly in her head. A groan came from
her as she rolled over and tried to make the voice bouncing around between her ears disappear by pressing her face into the
soft pillow.
her voice stung with dark sarcasm.
He caught the beginning of a long string of nasty curses, before pulling his presence from his sister's mind. She waited a minute
or so to make sure Gabe was fully out of her mind before swinging her legs out of bed and padding silently towards the
bathroom.
Fifteen minutes later Lissa emerged from the steamy room, muttering drying, brushing, and braiding charms on her hair
and dressing charms on her body. This was the first time she had allowed herself to wear the knee-length black skirt that only
Seventh year girls were permitted to dress in. It was definitely better then those tartan monstrosities that she had been forced
into before. A dark snort came from her as her hair finished braiding. She had five minutes to get down to the dungeons. She
snatched her bag from a chair by the door and flung herself out of her room. By the time she was half-way there, she had little
less then two minutes.
"Bugger, bugger, bugger.I'm bloody Headgirl and I'm gonna be late for my first bloody buggery class!"
She turned a corner and promptly ran into someone. Her bag flew off her shoulder, her books flying everywhere, and she
tumbled to the ground. A scathing remark about being careful was about to fly out of her when she realized who she'd run
into.
"I am so sorry Professor Dumbledore! I'm going to be late for Potions and I wasn't really looking where I was going."
"Not a problem my dear, I was also on my way to the dungeons. I believe there is something you need to hear."
"Would you like me to go collect my brother? I can easily alert him."
"I do not believe Professor Snape will believe you. Please go up to my office, I will get your brother."
"Yes Professor."
Being obedient for one of the first times in her life she silently trudged up to the Headmaster's study. As she turned a corner she
ran into something hard, for the second time that day. Just as Lissa lost her balance and started to fall, somebody grabbed
her arms and pulled her against him. A squeak came from her and she looked up into the steel blue eyes of Malfoy. The squeak
turned into an angry hiss as she jerked out of his hold, ignoring the pleasant fizzles running through her, the air started to grow
cold around her.
"Watch where you're going Malfoy."
"I should be saying the same thing back to you."
"What? No taunt of being mudblood? Oh yes, you can't call me that anymore. I'm even purer then you." She snorted darkly
and grabbed her bag of the ground, luckily this time none it hadn't spilled its contents all of the stone floor, and stormed off to
the Headmaster's study.
Lissa was alone in the study for several minutes before her brother burst in. His dark hair was ruffled as he dropped in the
large, dark blue armchair beside her.
"So do you know what Dumbledore wanted to talk to us about?"
"No freakin clue, but I want to know. I bumped into." She stopped talking when Dumbledore came in, but carried on
through their mental connection.
I
They cut their mental conversation as Dumbledore looked at them, his blue eyes had lost its regular twinkle and now held a
serious gleam.
"I suspect the two of you wish to know why I called you here." Both of them nodded slowly, not wanting any more news like
what they got over the summer. Lissa unconsciously grabbed her brother's hand, comfort washing over her at his familiar
touch. Dumbledore noticed this, a slight smile spreading across his lips.
"Do no worry, this news is different. I am not sure if you know this, but your mother was a seer. She gave many prophecies,
even one about her own death that sadly came true. On the night she died, she gave her final one.
Time of light turns to dark
As nefarious ones corrupt the willing.
The evil one reigns supreme,
His hand extending o'er the land
His thirst for blood and pure of heart will soon destroy the Earth.
White magic hath doth lost its berth,
Until the three of purest blood be born,
Two from one,
And one from two.
One of two will bow to the evil one's call,
To try and make the others fall.
But love between two enemies,
Will burn away the hate.
Power sprung from the Earth will win many hearts,
But one of two doth only want what is unattainable.
Forgiveness is needed to fight the war,
For a time will come when the Power must decide,
Her heart's true love or her last blood mate."
Dumbledore looked at the two of them after he had finished with the prophecy, his light eyes sparkling softly. Gabe looked
completely perplexed as he tried to work it out, but Lissa's sharp mind was easily discovering the meaning of the words. She
lifted her dark chocolate eyes from the mahogany desk in front of her, her brow furrowed slightly.
"Professor, it is obvious that the evil one is Voldemort. Everything is clear except for the two from one and one from two. Gabe
and I sound like the two from one because we came from the same egg, but one from two? It sounds like they were once
twins, but one died. Is that correct?"
"Very much so Analissa. Is that all you understand in the prophecy, or do you understand it all?"
"I believe I understand it all. The beginning says that Voldemort is steadily getting more power and supporters. Then it says
that two sets of twins are born, though only one survives in one of the pairs. One of the twins will go to the Dark Side and they
will try and make the other two join. But the other two fall in love, but something happens and they fall out of love. This Power
has to decide whether they are going to forgive their errant love or go to the Dark Side. If they forgive, the world is saved, and
if they join the already corrupted one, the world will fall into darkness. Correct?"
"Very much so my dear."
Gabe's brow was furrowed as he looked at his sister. He did not like the sound of the prophecy one little bit, nothing good
would come from it. He looked at the Headmaster for a moment, and then decided to speak.
"Professor, how do we know this prophecy is true? I'm not calling my own mother a fraud or anything, but it doesn't seem very
likely that every prediction she gave came true."
Lissa gasped slightly at her brothers words; he had very well insulted their mother with his words. She reached across the small
space between them and forcefully smacked him upside the head.
"Don't you ever say anything like that again about our blood mother! Goddess knows, she's probably watching over us at this
very moment!"
He snorted darkly, his arms crossing over his chest. "Come on Liss, I know you don't believe in any of that religious babble!
When you die, whatever the thing that kept you alive just disappears. There is nothing after death, just bleak oblivion."
Lissa's face was blank for a moment and during in a few brief seconds Dumbledore threw up the strongest shields he knew
around himself and Gabriel. Her voice came out in a high-pitched shriek and boiling heat ripped through the room, turning
almost everything into ash instantly.
"HOW DARE YOU INSULT MY RELIGION YOU HEARTLESS LITTLE BASTARD?? YOU KNOW HOW STRONGLY I BELIEVE IN THE
GODDESS! YOU ARE SUCH A BASTARD! YOU ARE SO BLOODY LUCKY YOU ARE THE LAST OF OUR FAMILY OR I WOULD RIP YOU
TO FREAKIN PIECES!"
When the rolls of heat and flame stopped flying out of her body, Dumbledore took the much weakened shields away from
himself and her brother. Gabe looked extremely shaken and quickly muttered an apology. She simply glared at him and took
her wand out of her robes. With a swift swish and flick, she returned the room to its original state. Dumbledore waited several
more minutes before quietly beginning to speak.
"I believe you two are the two from one. I have an idea who the one from two is, but I am not completely sure. It is time for
lunch, if you hurry you will be able to catch your friends coming up from the dungeons. If you have any questions, please feel
free to come back." He smiled warmly to the twins. She kept glaring at her brother and got up. She left before he could say a
single word to her.
Lissa's face was a mask of anger as she stormed down the hallways. First years and Seventh years alike jumped out of
the Headgirl's way. The leather strap of her bag dug into her shoulder and she removed it, holding it like a weapon. There was
a group of Seventh year Slytherins in front of her and she roughly started hitting them with her at least forty pound book bag.
"Get the hell outta my way!" Hit "I told you to move!" Bash "MOVE!" When she finally screamed the word, the students
parted like the Red Sea. Everyone was surprised to see the normally mild Headgirl shouting like a madwoman and hitting her
own Housemates with her bag. She stormed into the Great Hall and sat at the farthest end of the Slytherin table. Nobody sat
within five feet of her, terrified by the aura of power and anger rolling off of her. Bradley was the only one who plopped down
beside her, an insane grin on her face.
"Hello Lissa! I have a problem, can you help me with it?"
Lissa bit back an angry retort and turned her face to her friend. "Okay Bradley, what do you need help with?"
The other girl had had her hands behind her back, and slowly brought them into view. In one hand there was a large
butcher's knife, stained red. In the other there was a nearly decapitated white rabbit. A startled squeak came from Lissa as
she quickly plucked the knife and rabbit, what was left of it, from her friend's hands and dropped them onto the table.
"Holy Goddess! Don't you ever wave a knife around like that! I know were bloody Slytherins and all, but being careless with a
pointy object isn't in our job description!"
Brad looked down at her plate, then back up to her friend's face. For once, the look of extreme hyperness was gone.
"I can't help it. I just can't help it.Help me?"
"Of course I'll help you, what are friends for anyway? I'll transfigure something for you to cut up. I'll put some spiffy charms on it
as well. It might not help with curing you of this strange obsession, but it'll keep you from killing untold numbers of animals." All
of Lissa's anger had simply melted away as she had helped her friend, a slight smile crossed her lips. "Can we eat now Brad?
I'm starving. Damn, here comes my brother.Act like we aren't paying any attention to him."
"Why don't we want to pay any attention to him?"
"He insulted our mother.He deserves the cold shoulder for a few hours."
"Good idea."
"Bradley, please don't eat anything with too much you know what in it."
"You know what? What's that?"
"You know what I'm trying to say."
"No I don't."
"Yes you do."
"No I don't."
"Damn you Bradley. Don't eat anything with too much sugar in it." The moment she had said the word sugar, she dove
under the Slytherin table to avoid her friend's made search for some confectionary. A series of yelps sounded from the rest of
her House, and then Lissa slowly rose back onto the bench, a look of mock poise on her face.
"That's exactly why I don't say that Goddess forsaken word around you.You always go completely insane."
Bradley grinned sheepishly and dug into the half a chocolate cake she had transferred from a large platter onto her plate.
Within moments, most of the sweet substance on her plate was gone and she was grinning like a loon again. Lissa shook her
head slowly and ignored her brother as he walked by and sat down on Bradley's other side. He smiled to both the girls, Bradley
forgetting Lissa's words and grinning back to him.
'lo Gabe."
"Hello Bradley. From the turmoil I just witnessed, I think my esteemed sister over there mention the forbidden word?"
"Yep." Bradley nodded, her blue eyes sparkling insanely.
Lissa sighed quietly, shaking her head. She dug into her open lunch, unawares of the pair of silver eyes watching her every
move like a hawk stalking its prey.
-Hey Everyone, it's me yet again. Just asking you to review for my sanity and wellbeing. Also, a cookie to whoever can figure out who the other twin is. Should be pretty easy considering the bloody pairing of this bloody story. Damn, just gave away a really good bloody hint.The sooner you review, the sooner I'll fart the next chapter out.
I love you all, if you review, Your Lord and Master, Foamy the Squirrel
Chapter Five, The Prophecy
Lissa was rapidly awoken from a deep sleep, by the deep voice of her brother echoing madly in her head. A groan came from
her as she rolled over and tried to make the voice bouncing around between her ears disappear by pressing her face into the
soft pillow.
her voice stung with dark sarcasm.
He caught the beginning of a long string of nasty curses, before pulling his presence from his sister's mind. She waited a minute
or so to make sure Gabe was fully out of her mind before swinging her legs out of bed and padding silently towards the
bathroom.
Fifteen minutes later Lissa emerged from the steamy room, muttering drying, brushing, and braiding charms on her hair
and dressing charms on her body. This was the first time she had allowed herself to wear the knee-length black skirt that only
Seventh year girls were permitted to dress in. It was definitely better then those tartan monstrosities that she had been forced
into before. A dark snort came from her as her hair finished braiding. She had five minutes to get down to the dungeons. She
snatched her bag from a chair by the door and flung herself out of her room. By the time she was half-way there, she had little
less then two minutes.
"Bugger, bugger, bugger.I'm bloody Headgirl and I'm gonna be late for my first bloody buggery class!"
She turned a corner and promptly ran into someone. Her bag flew off her shoulder, her books flying everywhere, and she
tumbled to the ground. A scathing remark about being careful was about to fly out of her when she realized who she'd run
into.
"I am so sorry Professor Dumbledore! I'm going to be late for Potions and I wasn't really looking where I was going."
"Not a problem my dear, I was also on my way to the dungeons. I believe there is something you need to hear."
"Would you like me to go collect my brother? I can easily alert him."
"I do not believe Professor Snape will believe you. Please go up to my office, I will get your brother."
"Yes Professor."
Being obedient for one of the first times in her life she silently trudged up to the Headmaster's study. As she turned a corner she
ran into something hard, for the second time that day. Just as Lissa lost her balance and started to fall, somebody grabbed
her arms and pulled her against him. A squeak came from her and she looked up into the steel blue eyes of Malfoy. The squeak
turned into an angry hiss as she jerked out of his hold, ignoring the pleasant fizzles running through her, the air started to grow
cold around her.
"Watch where you're going Malfoy."
"I should be saying the same thing back to you."
"What? No taunt of being mudblood? Oh yes, you can't call me that anymore. I'm even purer then you." She snorted darkly
and grabbed her bag of the ground, luckily this time none it hadn't spilled its contents all of the stone floor, and stormed off to
the Headmaster's study.
Lissa was alone in the study for several minutes before her brother burst in. His dark hair was ruffled as he dropped in the
large, dark blue armchair beside her.
"So do you know what Dumbledore wanted to talk to us about?"
"No freakin clue, but I want to know. I bumped into." She stopped talking when Dumbledore came in, but carried on
through their mental connection.
I
They cut their mental conversation as Dumbledore looked at them, his blue eyes had lost its regular twinkle and now held a
serious gleam.
"I suspect the two of you wish to know why I called you here." Both of them nodded slowly, not wanting any more news like
what they got over the summer. Lissa unconsciously grabbed her brother's hand, comfort washing over her at his familiar
touch. Dumbledore noticed this, a slight smile spreading across his lips.
"Do no worry, this news is different. I am not sure if you know this, but your mother was a seer. She gave many prophecies,
even one about her own death that sadly came true. On the night she died, she gave her final one.
Time of light turns to dark
As nefarious ones corrupt the willing.
The evil one reigns supreme,
His hand extending o'er the land
His thirst for blood and pure of heart will soon destroy the Earth.
White magic hath doth lost its berth,
Until the three of purest blood be born,
Two from one,
And one from two.
One of two will bow to the evil one's call,
To try and make the others fall.
But love between two enemies,
Will burn away the hate.
Power sprung from the Earth will win many hearts,
But one of two doth only want what is unattainable.
Forgiveness is needed to fight the war,
For a time will come when the Power must decide,
Her heart's true love or her last blood mate."
Dumbledore looked at the two of them after he had finished with the prophecy, his light eyes sparkling softly. Gabe looked
completely perplexed as he tried to work it out, but Lissa's sharp mind was easily discovering the meaning of the words. She
lifted her dark chocolate eyes from the mahogany desk in front of her, her brow furrowed slightly.
"Professor, it is obvious that the evil one is Voldemort. Everything is clear except for the two from one and one from two. Gabe
and I sound like the two from one because we came from the same egg, but one from two? It sounds like they were once
twins, but one died. Is that correct?"
"Very much so Analissa. Is that all you understand in the prophecy, or do you understand it all?"
"I believe I understand it all. The beginning says that Voldemort is steadily getting more power and supporters. Then it says
that two sets of twins are born, though only one survives in one of the pairs. One of the twins will go to the Dark Side and they
will try and make the other two join. But the other two fall in love, but something happens and they fall out of love. This Power
has to decide whether they are going to forgive their errant love or go to the Dark Side. If they forgive, the world is saved, and
if they join the already corrupted one, the world will fall into darkness. Correct?"
"Very much so my dear."
Gabe's brow was furrowed as he looked at his sister. He did not like the sound of the prophecy one little bit, nothing good
would come from it. He looked at the Headmaster for a moment, and then decided to speak.
"Professor, how do we know this prophecy is true? I'm not calling my own mother a fraud or anything, but it doesn't seem very
likely that every prediction she gave came true."
Lissa gasped slightly at her brothers words; he had very well insulted their mother with his words. She reached across the small
space between them and forcefully smacked him upside the head.
"Don't you ever say anything like that again about our blood mother! Goddess knows, she's probably watching over us at this
very moment!"
He snorted darkly, his arms crossing over his chest. "Come on Liss, I know you don't believe in any of that religious babble!
When you die, whatever the thing that kept you alive just disappears. There is nothing after death, just bleak oblivion."
Lissa's face was blank for a moment and during in a few brief seconds Dumbledore threw up the strongest shields he knew
around himself and Gabriel. Her voice came out in a high-pitched shriek and boiling heat ripped through the room, turning
almost everything into ash instantly.
"HOW DARE YOU INSULT MY RELIGION YOU HEARTLESS LITTLE BASTARD?? YOU KNOW HOW STRONGLY I BELIEVE IN THE
GODDESS! YOU ARE SUCH A BASTARD! YOU ARE SO BLOODY LUCKY YOU ARE THE LAST OF OUR FAMILY OR I WOULD RIP YOU
TO FREAKIN PIECES!"
When the rolls of heat and flame stopped flying out of her body, Dumbledore took the much weakened shields away from
himself and her brother. Gabe looked extremely shaken and quickly muttered an apology. She simply glared at him and took
her wand out of her robes. With a swift swish and flick, she returned the room to its original state. Dumbledore waited several
more minutes before quietly beginning to speak.
"I believe you two are the two from one. I have an idea who the one from two is, but I am not completely sure. It is time for
lunch, if you hurry you will be able to catch your friends coming up from the dungeons. If you have any questions, please feel
free to come back." He smiled warmly to the twins. She kept glaring at her brother and got up. She left before he could say a
single word to her.
Lissa's face was a mask of anger as she stormed down the hallways. First years and Seventh years alike jumped out of
the Headgirl's way. The leather strap of her bag dug into her shoulder and she removed it, holding it like a weapon. There was
a group of Seventh year Slytherins in front of her and she roughly started hitting them with her at least forty pound book bag.
"Get the hell outta my way!" Hit "I told you to move!" Bash "MOVE!" When she finally screamed the word, the students
parted like the Red Sea. Everyone was surprised to see the normally mild Headgirl shouting like a madwoman and hitting her
own Housemates with her bag. She stormed into the Great Hall and sat at the farthest end of the Slytherin table. Nobody sat
within five feet of her, terrified by the aura of power and anger rolling off of her. Bradley was the only one who plopped down
beside her, an insane grin on her face.
"Hello Lissa! I have a problem, can you help me with it?"
Lissa bit back an angry retort and turned her face to her friend. "Okay Bradley, what do you need help with?"
The other girl had had her hands behind her back, and slowly brought them into view. In one hand there was a large
butcher's knife, stained red. In the other there was a nearly decapitated white rabbit. A startled squeak came from Lissa as
she quickly plucked the knife and rabbit, what was left of it, from her friend's hands and dropped them onto the table.
"Holy Goddess! Don't you ever wave a knife around like that! I know were bloody Slytherins and all, but being careless with a
pointy object isn't in our job description!"
Brad looked down at her plate, then back up to her friend's face. For once, the look of extreme hyperness was gone.
"I can't help it. I just can't help it.Help me?"
"Of course I'll help you, what are friends for anyway? I'll transfigure something for you to cut up. I'll put some spiffy charms on it
as well. It might not help with curing you of this strange obsession, but it'll keep you from killing untold numbers of animals." All
of Lissa's anger had simply melted away as she had helped her friend, a slight smile crossed her lips. "Can we eat now Brad?
I'm starving. Damn, here comes my brother.Act like we aren't paying any attention to him."
"Why don't we want to pay any attention to him?"
"He insulted our mother.He deserves the cold shoulder for a few hours."
"Good idea."
"Bradley, please don't eat anything with too much you know what in it."
"You know what? What's that?"
"You know what I'm trying to say."
"No I don't."
"Yes you do."
"No I don't."
"Damn you Bradley. Don't eat anything with too much sugar in it." The moment she had said the word sugar, she dove
under the Slytherin table to avoid her friend's made search for some confectionary. A series of yelps sounded from the rest of
her House, and then Lissa slowly rose back onto the bench, a look of mock poise on her face.
"That's exactly why I don't say that Goddess forsaken word around you.You always go completely insane."
Bradley grinned sheepishly and dug into the half a chocolate cake she had transferred from a large platter onto her plate.
Within moments, most of the sweet substance on her plate was gone and she was grinning like a loon again. Lissa shook her
head slowly and ignored her brother as he walked by and sat down on Bradley's other side. He smiled to both the girls, Bradley
forgetting Lissa's words and grinning back to him.
'lo Gabe."
"Hello Bradley. From the turmoil I just witnessed, I think my esteemed sister over there mention the forbidden word?"
"Yep." Bradley nodded, her blue eyes sparkling insanely.
Lissa sighed quietly, shaking her head. She dug into her open lunch, unawares of the pair of silver eyes watching her every
move like a hawk stalking its prey.
-Hey Everyone, it's me yet again. Just asking you to review for my sanity and wellbeing. Also, a cookie to whoever can figure out who the other twin is. Should be pretty easy considering the bloody pairing of this bloody story. Damn, just gave away a really good bloody hint.The sooner you review, the sooner I'll fart the next chapter out.
I love you all, if you review, Your Lord and Master, Foamy the Squirrel