Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. The beginning of my story that is done it Italics is written by Amelia Atwater-Rhode. It can be found in her book Demon in my view. (It's an AMAZING book)
I would also like to thank
byttmeo7-Read his story The Return Journey
, Mistress of the Red Kiwi-I LOVE her story The Project (When are you updating?) She is sooo talented
And of course hp/charmed obsesed- An amazing author but an even better friend she wrote The Truth Revealed
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Lesson of the day
You just cannot please parents!
The night is full of mystery. Even when the moon is brightest, secrets hide everywhere. Then the sun rises and its rays create more illusions then all the veiled truth of the night.
I have lived in this illusion for much of my life, but I have never belonged to it. Before my birth, I existed far to long in the realm between nothingness and life, and even now, the night still whispers to me. A strong cord binds me to the dark side of the world and shields me from the light.
How was your day?
"You see it all started from a whisper in the dark. Hermione told me one day that she was hearing voices in the dark. Now Hermione had become a very talented seer after she left Hogwarts, kind of ironic considering she always denounced the art of foreseeing. So it was not unusual for her to hear voices not hearable, to see sights not seeable. She made predictions, and no matter how small was always right.
One night she woke up as if in a trance, now if it was one thing we all had learned from experience it was always to always trust her predictions, or in this case her trances.
I shared a room with her at the time, Ron slept right by the doorway, and Harry by the windows of the room. For some reason she kept almost getting abducted. For some unknown reason Voldmort and his followers always were in the process of trying to kidnap her.
We figured it was because she was so powerful, because she had this gift. She began to walk out of the door and she stepped on Ron. Well his shout woke up the entire household.
We followed her to the kitchen where there was a goblet full of some sort of disgusting purple goo.
She raised it to her lips and she drank it but not before uttering this prophecy, her last prophecy
Three there will be,
Conceived from darkness and light,
Day and night,
But do not let blinding light,
Damage your sight,
Innocence here,
But evil ahead,
Always look forward,
But learn from the past,
Protect and defend,
Never attack,
They will be drawn,
To each other,
Apart they are weaker,
Together so strong,
The evil one will fall and destruct,
The goodness of many shall prevail,
But don't trust the sun,
The blinding day,
Trust the stars,
And the truth of the night.
After she had drunk the potion we found out it was a conceiving potion, it was how you were born, it was all of Voldmort's evilness and darkness all in a little cup.
We thought for sure you were evil, it was the worst pregnancy a woman could have. We should have been celebrating and giving thanks, instead we were shedding tears and crying.
We could not abort you for some reason although we tried and tried. After she had you Harry raised his wand to kill you. Hermione yelled at him to stop, that you were good, that you were not the evil ones.
She had tears in her eyes as she stood in front of you to protect you, she died protecting you.
I managed to get her to move out of the way but right when Harry was about to utter the curse, she dove in front.
It was too late to prevent the curse and it already had killed your mum. Two single teardrops had fallen onto both your cheeks. When we tried to wipe them away we realized they were no longer tears but star shaped marks.
We knew at once that you were the innocence to be protected, you were the truth of the night, like in the prediction.
But we had killed Hermione, and that's all I really cared about at the moment. I had to get rid of you, you were a painful reminder of Hermione.
So I gave you away to two nice families in America, I told your stories and made sure you two would be together in the same neighborhood.
We all needed time to grieve and mourn, but we never got around to taking you back and now you are in danger there is someone out there who…"
But Ginny stopped talking for Ielle was waking.
"Ielle, hi" I said.
"Hi" she said sleepily.
"I think I finally have gotten over the Harry Potter thing, how was your day?" She asked me.
"Amazing!" I replied enthusiastically.
"I found out we are actually twins, our mom was Hermione Granger and she died protecting us, I found out my father was Voldmort, and that we are endanger and…" I trailed off because Ielle looked pale and I was afraid she might faint again.
So I finished lamely with a question "How was yours?"
SO REVIEW! And tell me what house you think James Potter was in (evidence from the books is greatly appreciated) also if you have any quotes on dreams PLEASE tell me I am desperate, and running out of quotes. Happy reviewing!