Epilouge
Rude Awakening
Sirius Potter stood quietly at edge of the Forbidden Forest, looking over the seven students practicing Quidditch. He sneered in disdain as they made a couple goals through the three rings.
"A pity," he muttered under his breath. "They could have been great wizards and witches. I'll just have to teach them a lesson."
Sirius was born with a very rare and immensly powerful magic called Xen. Of course, their were a few others born with it, but he was the only one who realized his potential, besides Professor Harry Potter, the headmaster of Hogwarts, also his father.
He had listen on countless occasions, when his father told of his daring adventures when he was in Hogwarts. Like the time, in his fathers first year, he had saved the Sorceror's Stone and defeated Lord Voldemort, the most feared wizard in history.
The time when, in his second year, he destroyed the Basilisk, saved his friends sister, and once again, banished Voldemort. That was Sirius' favourite story.
Like his father, Sirius had emerald eyes, and was skinny. But, he had unusually white hair, and he was tall. He didn't quite think like his father, either. Sirius was brooding, and secretive. But he made that up with a startling intelligence and intellect. He was named after his father beloved and deceased godfather, Sirius Black.
And, he admired Lord Voldemort more then anyone in the world. He wished, on his thirteenth birthday, that Voldemort would come out of hiding, and find him, to teach him all he knows.
He never told anyone about his admiration, until he saw the most beautiful girl. Her name was Mary Addser, and she was in her fifth year like Sirius. Since Sirius was in Slytherin, and she was in Ravenclaw, he knew it wouldn't work out between them. But one day, as Sirius was eating lunch in the Great Hall, she strode over to him and sat down, to say that she had liked him for a while now. His heart had leapt with joy, and he asked her out.
A while later, when they grew very attached, he thought he could trust her. He told her how he admired Voldemort, and how he was going to find him when he ended his teachings. But she, having two uncles killed by Voldemort, was horrified. They broke up two days later.
Three months later, as Sirius watched in disgust when Mary's Quidditch team practice, he hoped she would understand about what he was going to do in the end. He drew his wand, and crept, making no sound, over to the field.
The practice was coming to a close, and the team was huddled down, talking and chatting about their next game.
As he neared, Sirius spotted Mary amidst the gang of smiling faces, and their eyes connected for a moment. Her glee disappeared, she looked away, and stuck her nose up, frowning. Sirius had had enough.
He raised his wand, and muttered, "Tor'Lok Nirath!"
A silver and grim wisp erupted from the tip of his wand. Mary was looking at him again, but this time is terrified panic. Her team had noticed Sirius too, but they weren't moving. In fact, they were on the ground, gasping and moaning in agony, blood shooting from a gaping hole then their chests. Mary screamed, and Sirius shouted, "Avada Kedavra!" A green light torn through the air towards Mary, and. . .
Rude Awakening
Sirius Potter stood quietly at edge of the Forbidden Forest, looking over the seven students practicing Quidditch. He sneered in disdain as they made a couple goals through the three rings.
"A pity," he muttered under his breath. "They could have been great wizards and witches. I'll just have to teach them a lesson."
Sirius was born with a very rare and immensly powerful magic called Xen. Of course, their were a few others born with it, but he was the only one who realized his potential, besides Professor Harry Potter, the headmaster of Hogwarts, also his father.
He had listen on countless occasions, when his father told of his daring adventures when he was in Hogwarts. Like the time, in his fathers first year, he had saved the Sorceror's Stone and defeated Lord Voldemort, the most feared wizard in history.
The time when, in his second year, he destroyed the Basilisk, saved his friends sister, and once again, banished Voldemort. That was Sirius' favourite story.
Like his father, Sirius had emerald eyes, and was skinny. But, he had unusually white hair, and he was tall. He didn't quite think like his father, either. Sirius was brooding, and secretive. But he made that up with a startling intelligence and intellect. He was named after his father beloved and deceased godfather, Sirius Black.
And, he admired Lord Voldemort more then anyone in the world. He wished, on his thirteenth birthday, that Voldemort would come out of hiding, and find him, to teach him all he knows.
He never told anyone about his admiration, until he saw the most beautiful girl. Her name was Mary Addser, and she was in her fifth year like Sirius. Since Sirius was in Slytherin, and she was in Ravenclaw, he knew it wouldn't work out between them. But one day, as Sirius was eating lunch in the Great Hall, she strode over to him and sat down, to say that she had liked him for a while now. His heart had leapt with joy, and he asked her out.
A while later, when they grew very attached, he thought he could trust her. He told her how he admired Voldemort, and how he was going to find him when he ended his teachings. But she, having two uncles killed by Voldemort, was horrified. They broke up two days later.
Three months later, as Sirius watched in disgust when Mary's Quidditch team practice, he hoped she would understand about what he was going to do in the end. He drew his wand, and crept, making no sound, over to the field.
The practice was coming to a close, and the team was huddled down, talking and chatting about their next game.
As he neared, Sirius spotted Mary amidst the gang of smiling faces, and their eyes connected for a moment. Her glee disappeared, she looked away, and stuck her nose up, frowning. Sirius had had enough.
He raised his wand, and muttered, "Tor'Lok Nirath!"
A silver and grim wisp erupted from the tip of his wand. Mary was looking at him again, but this time is terrified panic. Her team had noticed Sirius too, but they weren't moving. In fact, they were on the ground, gasping and moaning in agony, blood shooting from a gaping hole then their chests. Mary screamed, and Sirius shouted, "Avada Kedavra!" A green light torn through the air towards Mary, and. . .