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In those days no one could tell the difference between a muggle and a wizard. Each one lived pleasantly with one another. They shared the same air to breathe, and the same world to live in. When one muggle was sick, he would search for a witch, for in those times muggles were still coping with the world whereas the wizards where already finding ways of how to use it. The muggles shared their resources, the wizards shared their knowledge, and everyone was in perfect harmony.
However, unexplained catastrophes took place in the world. The rivers and seas would rise up and destroy a year long harvest and shelters. Fireballs would fall from the sky, destroying everything within a hundred mile radius of its impact. The gods and goddesses from the heavens would growl above the people, and the world would shake and break, leaving thousands of muggles and wizards alike deprived of their lives.
Those who survived the series of tragedies blamed it on the wizards. For sheer lack of judgment and wisdom, thousands of them were burned at the stake, tortured and massacred; violence simply ruled the land. In utter chaos, neither man nor woman carrying a wooden stick was safe even within their homes. No sanctuaries were provided, and freedom and liberty became a dream. But in the midst of helplessness and despair, one man hoped.
It was the wisest and the most powerful wizard who devised a plan to escape from a world they once called home. With some help from those who can, they started to build a world of their own, where they can start all over again, this time, free from the brutalities of the Mudbloods; a name they have invented based on what covered their enemies' faces when they ran around, killing every wizard in their path. After a tiresome correspondence with wizards in prison cells, wizards in hiding, and wizards barely breathing, they all raised their wands high up to a moonlit sky one night, chanting in words muggles didn't understand. And in one brief, blinding white light, witches and wizards were gone from their world.
Such was the hatred of muggles on these poor creatures that when the wizards left, they decided to erase them from their memories forever. Everything that reminded them of these magical people were thrown far out into the sea or buried within the earth's core, never to be spoken off again. They settled on more practical matters, and remembering the past of magic and enchantment was considered foolish and imprudent.
But the wizards, on the other hand, chose to remember them. They had not forgotten the kindness of the muggles, without which they would never have ingredients for potions, inspiration for their spells, and most importantly, materials for their wands. This was the reason why, in modern times, they accept muggles in their schools. To enhance the friendship both worlds shared once upon a time. They kept their part of the door unlocked.
But there were witches and wizards who could not forgive the Mudbloods. They would never forget the injustice and injuries that were inflicted upon them, and this group of wizards swore not only to protect their Wizarding kind, but to also get rid of the muggle race in the world, half-bloods and mudbloods alike. Like the gigantic creature so powerful people would have thought it impossible to exist, this was how they wanted to be known for. They called themselves The Order of the Dragon.
For years this Order has slaughtered thousands of men and women, innocent descendants of those that have tried to eliminate the Wizarding kind. Disguised in different creatures of their world, these witches and wizards hunted the Mudbloods down, one by one. Unexplained, unnatural deaths among the muggles were a commonplace, and because of the rejection of the Wizarding existence, people relied on reasons more unearthly than the next. Those who have survived these killings spoke of the creatures they have seen, and soon this became the monsters of their legends, myths and fables: merely a figment of their imagination.
But the Order of the Dragon could not last long. More wizards chose to live in peace and put the past behind, where it really belonged. Members of the Order were enraged and alarmed at the wizards who chose to forget their tragic heritage. Others believed they simply chose to forget what was best for them: both worlds. But amidst their helplessness of continuing the Order's tradition, one Seer gave hope.
One man shall, one day, lead the Order of the Dragon and bring back everything that belonged to the Magical People. He shall be the most powerful wizard anyone shall ever see, and that Dragon will bring glory to the Wizarding kind. But until that day, they will be forced to live in secret homes and passageways, forever hiding from the muggles that are indebted to them.
And so they wrote a book, keeping account of everything that needs to be done the day the Dragon comes. From generation to generation texts were altered to convey the instructions in hidden messages, where no ordinary wizard could interpret with an ordinary mind. All messages led to one thing, and that was the annihilation of all muggles of all degrees.
However, it did not only contain instructions for the muggles' extinction. This also provided ancient powers for the one who was worthy to read the spells from this book. Many times wizards who turned evil and greedy found this, but failed in their ambition to be powerful. They tried to destroy this thing, only to find out that years later, it would be lying on surface, in perfect condition. For thousands of years it has rested, suppressing its capabilities and powers, but merely because only after a thousand of years would the heavenly bodies be in perfect alignment, sun, moon and stars, and only then would the prophecy come true.
They called the book Aris, Luna et Stella.
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I know this is quite late, but I still feel the need to thank everyone of you for reading my story, IHEAY. I couldn't have done anything without your guidance, support, and continuing love for Draco and Hermione.
How this sequel will come out depends on what you say on your reviews. Thank you so much for your time! Sorry this is short, I just had to post this up. It might be a while again, but at least now you know a little something. Till then!
Ceres Vesta.