Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or his magi cal world. At least that's what the people in my head said to me this morning.
As they sat on the patio of the house, Kiara could only stare at the man in front of her. He sat in front of her with his legs crossed and propped up on the table. It was Nicholas' body nothing had changed. The same black all over the place hair, the same 6'4 height, and his face was the same as well, but the only thing out of the ordinary was that he wasn't wearing his green colored contacts.
She remembered seeing her grandfather's picture in one of the corridors of their grandmothers house, Nicholas looked exactly like him without the contacts. IT was the only thing he was ashamed of in his family. There was no doubt that the man in front of her had committed murder, theft, and illegal cloning, he even tried to kill Kiara's mother, but that was when he was controlled. Just like Voldemort the man in front of her could not control what he did, he was considered a human puppet. Although another controlled him, to anyone who didn't know, it looked like he was the one that controlled the Masters of destruction.
All Dragons knew him as the emperor of destruction. In the last battle he faced Kiara's grandmother and lost, but before he descended to the beyond his opponent had released him from the people who controlled him. But people still think that even before he was controlled he would have still done those things. Kiara wasn't one of those people.
He sat quietly with her for a moment letting her ask any question she wanted and letting the fact that he was in front of her sink in. A few moments later she recovered from the shock.
"How does it feel?" She asked him a little nervously.
"How does what feel?" He said in a low voice.
"How does it feel to be free?" She asked looking away not wanting to show him anything.
"Oh, feels like I've been given another chance, like I've been forgiven of everything. Like I can smile again. Like I can have a coke in public without people thinking I'm giving their small children subliminal messages." He smiled at her now and she returned it.
He knew about what was happening to her since it started, he was there. He remembered every little detail of her childhood, how she went crazy for three years after the incident and how she became the Ice Queen. He never liked how her grandmother couldn't tell her, it pained him so much to see his granddaughter grow up cold and unable to love. He didn't want her to end up cold, alone and controlled like he did. And when he heard that she never heard the real prophecy he couldn't take it anymore he had to tell her everything before it was too late.
"Kiara." He said to get her attention. "You need to hear what I have to say about your role in the prophecy"
She lowered her head again. "Why didn't Grandmother tell?" She sounded a little angry.
"Because if she tells you she runs the risk of giving you the worse fate possible. She's had visions every time she's tried and they all have the same outcome, in the end you lose because someone heard the prophecy from her. I don't run that risk, she even checked my future to make sure and all." He shrugged after saying all of it.
"Then what's the real prophecy?" She now looked at him in the eyes. He grinned with pride at her will know. Knowledge was power as he always said.
"There's the Shot family curiosity. I was wondering were it went." She blushed a little at the sound of her real last name. Her full name was Kiara Crimson Shot; she never used it knowing it could be dangerous. She smiled at the thought of using Nicholas' middle name since she came here; he used his middle name for different reasons.
"Well, get a piece of paper and a pen because you're going to have to analyze what you don't understand." He conjured the items on to the table. She took them and listened carefully.
"I say the words to the two of old" He looked at her and heard the scribbling on the paper and continued.
"The ones who can see the tale unfold."
"The rest can take bits and pieces."
"But you'll know it full without knowing its treason"
"As you both battle as the tales of old."
"One for the right, the other controlled."
"A light will come from both your bloods."
"The child chosen as the one"
"She will take your ways and words."
"Will never hate you and will always learn."
"She will be given a taste of your past."
"A repeat of history that could be the last."
"If her heart is true and free the war she will have won"
"If her mind not given the books' gift history will not be done."
"Child of moon and child of sun shall see their worlds come undone"
"They will be given their ancestors powers."
"But the strongest will be given freedom on the chosen hour."
"For she is the one of light and dark"
"She will give the world the suns spark."
"She will stop the battles so they say."
"And make history never repeat the dark of the past."
"For her and her angels their scars won't last."
"But she should always remember what she will hear."
"Don't fear love and never fear."
"You may be chosen but you do not stand alone"
"There are others that seek their own."
"The serpent among lions will be the one that cares."
"She will fight with and against you"
"Her sorrow one that cannot be bared"
"The lone wolf will be alone no more after the battle is won"
"When they fight along side you the war will be done."
"As the night falls there to all shall rise the sun."
"But she should always remember to never doubt those who love her true."
"They will be there as the end falls with you"
He finished his words and waited for her to stop scribbling. When she stopped she read over the words. She looked at him.
"Did you understand anything?" he asked. She nodded in reply.
"The first six lines are about you and grandma and how you fought against each other and are the only ones who were given the prophecy fully." She said as he nodded in agreement and for her to continue.
"The next five talk about a me and how I've lived a similar parts of you and grandma's past. How I can stop history to repeat itself." He nodded again in the same way.
"The rest talks about my opponent and how if I win I give back the worlds sun?" He nodded again with a grin at hearing her doubt. "I shouldn't fear love nor fear itself."
He gave one final nod. "I knew you were the smart one."
"I'm not the smart one, Nicholas is. I'm the cold one" She said rather glumly.
Now he shook his head hard. "You're the calm and rational one, you always know what to do."
She looked away from her grandfather. True she never hated the man but she didn't know how to act around him. "You were always my favorite granddaughter."
She looked at him again. "I'm your only granddaughter."
"That's not true. I have children scattered around the world and they all had more than one child." He said before standing. He felt his grandsons body rejecting him. "Now before I go I want you to do two things. One I want you to promise me to never say anything about the favorite thing."
She smiled and giggled as she nodded. "Second, I want you to give me a hug goodbye."
She hesitated at first but then gave him what he desired as she felt his soul leave the body he felt Nicholas grasp her tighter.
"What did he say?" He said a little calmer now.
"He said." She looked up at him as she they broke apart. "That I'm the smarter one."
He raised his eyebrow and gave a humph, before turning around and going back inside. "Figures. He is senile."
She only smiled at the form of her brother. She entered the house without another word and went to the guest room to think. The people in the house respected her decision and left her alone.
But she wasn't the only person they needed to talk to.
Blin downed the liquor in one gulp as she heard Preacher laugh.
"You really can drink tequila like water." He said.
She smirked. "My disobliging ways are a matter of a habit." (A/N: That's from the play Cats, which I also don't own)
"A snake among lions, that's what you are." He said.
"I heard you went hunting on his turf last night." Her smirk faded. "So it's true."
"Is it true that when you confront someone you start the conversation by saying you heard something?" She said raising her eyebrow.
He laughed. "Guess your right."
"Your right to" she said signaling the bartender to get her another shot. "I was in his turf, but I didn't fight him"
"Why? Sounds like you had a clean shot" He said signaled the bartender as well.
She shrugged. "I might have had a clean shot, but I'm not the one with the loaded gun."
"Ah, Fey. He's hers." She nodded.
"Since the beginning. Mom only wants his wife."
"Who do you get?" Preachers asked curiously.
"That depends on who you want?" She said turning to him. He looked angry now as he gripped the glass almost shattering it into pieces with the force of his grip.
"Sordran" He said in a low voice.
"Then I get anyone who stands in your way. Ah, our drinks are here." Preacher smiled as he took his drink.
Blin smiled back. "So your back up" He said more as a statement than a question.
She nodded and held up her glass. "To winning"
He clinked his glass with hers. "To winning."
As they finished their drinks they left going their separate ways in the night.
The darkness their only consolation.
Everrin washed the dishes while Lunaty helped her. It had been two days since Kiara had talked to her grandfather.
"So, how's life knowing that you're a book?" Fey asked. Everrin squirmed at the term fey used.
"Well Prof.-" Lunaty cut her off.
"Don't call me Prof. Call me Lunaty."
"Lunaty. I think its going ok" Everrin said. Lunaty looked at her and smiled. "You excited about the wedding."
"Yeah. I hope they live happy." She said smiling as she put the last plate in the dishwasher. "Do you think about the war?"
Lunaty smiled at the girl again. "I think you shouldn't worry, you're not fighting, are you?"
She shook her head. "At least I don't think so. I'm just worried about everyone."
Lunaty patted her on the shoulder. "Why don't we stop talking about the war until after the wedding?" She said to Everrin trying to cheer her up.
"What are you going to wear to it?" Everrin asked as if she never said anything about the war.
"Ceremony robes." Everrin raised an eyebrow. Lunaty smiled again.
"I'm the one marrying them." She went to sit at the counter, not wanting to stand anymore. Everrin went to the frig and got a water bottle.
"You can do that?" Everrin asked.
"Yes" She said.
"Well maybe you should conduct our ceremony as well." Said a voice from the entranceway. It was Orion. He slowly walked up to Everrin and held her in his arms.
"Maybe I should" she said getting up from her seat and leaving the kitchen. "I'll leave you two alone now." She left through the patio door and left.
Everrin felt Orion nuzzle her neck. She turned to look at him and ran her fingers through his hair. "Hey"
He kissed her. It was sweet but short. "Hey"
"Guess what?" He said in her ear.
She shivered at the feeling. "What?"
"My parents offered to let us stay with them after the wedding." He said. Since they got there Everrin's mother wasn't the kindest of people. Mrs. Skurai kept trying to maintain order by fighting with Kiara, which never worked. Mr. Skurai tried to calm her down and keep her away from every one by taking her to stay with her parents. For four days they had been staying at the house without Everrin's parents. There were two days left till Kiara and Andreus' wedding and they were both running around.
Everrin shrugged, she didn't know how to react to the thought of his parents. She only smiled and took his hand. He understood her gesture and kissed her again as a thank you.
"So, what are you wearing to the wedding?" He said to her. She smiled and hit him in the arm playfully.
"You are just going to have to find out later, aren't you?" She said leaving the room and climbing the stairs. She yawned and stretched on her way to their room. "I'm going to sleep. Good night." She said in a sweet innocent tone.
Orion went running out of the kitchen to catch her on the stairs. He lifted her up and took her to their rooms. "Going without me?"
She only smiled.
Because it was all she felt like doing.