CHAPTER 1
Once, when I was a little girl, my mother told me that the real world was controled by a
sub-world, and that every child that was born in the real world, was born also in the
sub-world, and after all these years I've got to the conclusion that the real world is for humans, and the sub-world for humans soul.
There are many tales about the sub-world which no one knows, no one has been, and those who has, never came back to tell if it's good or not, my grandfather always said it must be good, since no one came back. I don't agree totally with him, but I also don't disagree.
There are several tales about the sub-world, I could not tell all of them, it just would take too many chapters, but there's one which calls my atetion the most. And this is how it's told...
Since the sub-world is the boss of the real world, there are always a sort of division between the evil and the good. Never both worlds had been peaceful, and if in a time they were, you'd better watch out, because something really evil was about to happen, and everyone knows that, but some just like to keep the ilusion that the evil has given up, but they don't ever give up.
This was what happen, both worlds were peaceful for many years, nothing happened, people were happy, and the good who would fight the evil, bored. But what they didn't know was that the evil was not bored at all, they were laughing at the close future, and the happening of the close future. And as every group has a head, they'd have one as well, his name is not any surprising, Lucius Malfoy, the evilest wizard, his thoughts were dark just as a precious stone stolen from the sea, but differently from the precious stone, his thoughts weren't anyhow beautiful at all.
Lucius had a lot of knowledge about everything, and he was always studying which would just make him smarter at the subject he most liked: witch-craft. He had many books about it, would spend hours locked in a room reading and taking notes of things that was of his interests, until once he came out of his room, looking carefully everything around him, as if he had been away for a long time, then he looks through a small window and sees the sun, it hurts his eyes, he has been in the darkness by himself for such a long time that he doesn't recognize the things outside anymore, but he gives an evil smile, which only he has, and suddenly the sun goes out. This sort of thing was just a small prove of his power, the biggest prove of all was written on his notebooks which he carried with him everywhere, and wouldn't let anyone touch it, not even his son. Those pages that he has written for all this time would decide the destiny of both worlds.