A/N :
New chapter, a lot earlier than expected! After me saying I'd only update after 100 reviews, it seems me@me.me wanted to put 4 up to get me to that total.
Disclaimer : Me own Aurora/Rora/Rors, Mara, Lana, Serena and any other people you don't recognise. JK / WB own everything else.
Dedication : Hm. Meeny rocks methinks this time as she has not had one dedicated to her yet. Love you Meeny!
So yeah, here it is . . .
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No, wait, one point. After some people said it was quite difficult knowing when in italics on person stopped thinking and another person started, I have decided to start putting 's at the start of each person's thoughts. Hope that makes it easier to understand. Now . . . onwards!
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Angels, they fell first but I'm still here – alone as they are drawing near – in Heaven my masterpiece will finally be sung . . .
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Draco woke up the next morning to find Aurora had somehow left a note beside his bed. It simple said "Seventh floor, 10am. I've got your Tome, took it earlier. Love Aurora xxx."
He did as he was told, as usual. At ten o'clock he stood at the end of the corridor on the seventh floor. Aurora was nowhere in sight.
OK. Now walk along the corridor. she said into his mind.
Morning to you too.
Sh. Just walk.
OK, OK. he sighed, starting to walk. I feel a bit foolish.
Good. Now . . . stop.
Here?
Yes.
But . . . He stopped as a door opened in front of his eyes, a door that had not been there before. A hand grabbed him from around the corner of the door and pulled him inside roughly, before slamming the door behind him.
"Hi," said Aurora.
"Morning."
"How are you feeling?"
"Tired."
"You had a lot of stuff literally downloaded into your brain like a computer. Its only natural you'd be tired."
"Computer?"
"Muggle invention. Quite good. Has this thing called the internet where you can get just about any information you want to."
They seemed to be in a large room. There were two comfy chairs in the centre with a table in between them, a pile of cushions on the floor and shelves upon shelves of books around the walls, none of which Draco recognized.
"Muggle books. Some of them are quite good too."
"You seem to have nothing but praise for muggles."
"They have their good and bad points. They are doing quite well at the moment, with lots of new inventions."
Draco just raised one eyebrow at her.
"Now," she continued quickly. "I've been reading your Tome, and I can see some major ways in which it differs from mine."
"What exactly is it?"
"Come and sit down and I'll tell you." They moved over to the two chairs and sat down opposite each other. Aurora tapped the table once and the two Tomes appeared, both of them wrapped in heavy dark fabric. Aurora unwrapped them, and Draco now saw that his was a dark leafy green whereas Aurora's was sooty black.
"We keep them in this fabric as protection. They cannot be detected when in the fabric as there is a special metal inlaid into it. Now what are they? That is a difficult question as each differs from the other in subtle ways. Mine, for example, contains an account of the making of the Purpose-That-Guides-Us-All, an account of the first Event, a copy of all of the prophecies ever made by a sorcerer Seer, family histories, a list of all members of Morion throughout the world, plus accounts of all of the Events that have ever happened. Yours contains some of that, but not all."
"Do you write in it then? You prophesize."
"Only things that are really important. Things like links to Events."
"Events?"
"An Event is a meeting between the Child of the Light and a Child of the Dark. At the moment that means Mara and me."
"But you meet Mara every day!"
"Yes, that is true. But an Event is . . . it is difficult to explain. Just accept it."
"OK."
Aurora touched her Tome lightly and it snapped open to the first page. "Do the same," she said. Draco did as she asked, and his opened to the same page with the same handwriting.
"The start was written by Addie. Then the first Child of the Dark, Morion, wrote down his 'visions'. This is how we got our name. He was the High Priest of the God and Goddess at the time when he first met my friend Addie. His wife, Rana, was the High Priestess of the God and Goddess. She became the first Child of the Light. Would you like to read?"
"I'd rather not."
"It might be better if I do. You may understand it more. So," she picked up her Tome and rested it on her knees, "we begin.
"There came a time when the world was in great peril. The world-makers had all but deserted their people, and the Purpose-That-Guides-Us-All had been divided as the world-makers fought with The Creator. The world-makers finally deserted their people and they went to the furthest star to make new worlds and populate them with more devote people. The High Priest and Priestess of the world-makers were distraught, for there was no one now to protect the world from disease and drought.
Soon after the world-makers had deserted their people, there was a great flood. The people of the world all sought refuge on the highest mountain in the known world at the time, a mountain called Ra. Before long a great Light was seen in the west, and a great dark Shadow was seen in the east. These rapidly approached the mountain, until they reached the summit, and settled down in front of the people who had gathered to see.
From the clouds two figures appeared. They seemed to be neither male nor female, and had strangely coloured eyes, the one from the Light with violet coloured eyes and the one from the Dark with amber coloured eyes. The Light approached the High Priestess, and the Dark approached the High Priest. They held out their arms, and took the Priest and Priestess into them, almost devouring them. Then they disappeared. The people were shocked, but they knew that their representatives to the God and Goddess must know what they were doing, so they did not question the matter, and went about their ways as usual.
Exactly ten years later the Light and Dark Shadows reappeared. By this time the flood waters had receded, and the people were once again living back on the land. The High Priest and Priestess appeared from the Shadows, and once again went to live amongst the people, who did not question them as to where they had been."
Aurora stopped reading.
"Don't stop!"
"Did you understand all of that?"
"Well, no . . ."
"Well then. Would you like me to explain?"
"Yes."
"Say the magic word."
"Crucio?"
"Not funny Draco."
"I thought it was personally."
"You would. Anyway, the world-makers were the people we now know as the God and Goddess. Some people believe different people created the world, like a single God, or science, but this is how we see it. The Purpose-That-Guides-Us-All was spilt into two parts – the Light and the Dark. These can take any shape or form, but had to gain hosts to become more powerful. Thus they took the High Priest and High Priestess. The Creator was the creator of the universe surprisingly."
"Right. I understand."
"Sure?"
"Yes. Please continue."
"Thus begins the Tome of Morion, first Child of the Dark. In it is contained the important Prophecies made by Morion.
I Saw a girl. She looked to be no more than seventeen summers old. Her hair was dark, and she looked remarkably like my own daughter, except for the fact that this girl has a white lock of hair at her left brow. She seemed calm in the face of almost certain peril.
Behind her stand three figures. Two seem about the same age as the girl, one much older. The first boy has short blonde hair, the second longer dark hair, and I can feel their emotions for the girl are strong. The man has long ragged hair, and seems like a fugitive on the run. His emotions for the girl are deep too, but his love is different. Above his shoulder flies a white snowy owl.
I know that I have just seen the Dark Side for the Final Battle. Who they face, I do not know. But the peril is great."
Aurora stopped reading once more. "Understand?"
"That's me isn't it?"
"Yes. We now believe so."
"Who is the other boy? And the fugitive?"
"The other boy we believe to be Will, as his feelings are still deep for me. The fugitive is almost definitely my father."
"I thought you didn't know where he was."
"I don't. Yet. I need to go and press Mara for more information."
"You're going to leave me?"
"I'm sure you can read for yourself, Draco."
"But you read so well!"
"Thank you. But I need to see if Mara went to her Council Meeting last night, and if she did what she found out. They will probably have tried to block her mind from mine again, though, so that could take some time."
"Rora?"
"Yes?"
"Why won't you let me read Potter's mind?"
"That's a bit of an odd question to ask now Draco."
"But why?"
"There are things even he does not about in his mind. I cannot let you read it because you are a risk."
"Risk?"
"Your family? Are you deaf, dumb and blind?" [A/N : Nothing against deaf, dumb and blind people. I LOVE YOU ALL!]
"My father?"
"At last! You really are smarter than you look."
"Hey!"
"Sorry. You want to do more now? Or later?"
"Don't care," Draco shrugged.
"Don't be like that."
"Like what?"
"All . . . not caringish."
"I really don't care."
Aurora sighed heavily. "What is up with you?"
"What?"
"You've been moody for a while now. Was it the Council Meeting?"
"I haven't been moody!"
"Yes you have. Angry too."
"I have not!"
"And argumentative."
"I have not!"
"You see my point?"
"I give up!"
"Good. Go back to the common room or somewhere, and read. That is, if you want me to live . . ."
With that Aurora stood up, clutching her Tome, and left, leaving Draco bewildered.
"Girls," he sighed.
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Aurora marched out into the grounds of Hogwarts, where she could sense Mara sitting near Hagrid's Hut.
"Hermione," she nodded cordially. "Mara. Need to pick your brains. Literally." She started to probe gently, looking for last night's Council Meeting thoughts. They were not too hard to find, and strangely there were no blocks in the way. When she had found them she touched Mara lightly on her temple, downloading all of the meeting into her own brain.
"What did you do?"
"That would be for me to know, and you to find out."
"Not the meeting!"
"Yes, the meeting."
"But . . . you . . . can't!"
"Can and will."
Aurora moved over and sat with her back against a tree. She began to pick through the images, as seen through Mara's eyes, finally stopping when her mother was about to give a talk.
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Serena looked lovely as usual. She was 40 years old, as she had been 24 when Aurora was born. She was wearing blue, which was both her and her daughter's favourite colour. Her hair was tawny, touched with grey at the temples. To her right sat Lana, and to her left, her husband, Jon. "Aiya ilya!" she greeted them. "I have something extremely important to tell you, and it must pass no one's lips from here. The High Council have held this secret in their hearts for almost seventeen years now, and we feel now that it is the time to tell you. Behold!"
Mara's eyes saw a large screen appear, an image projected on to it. A man, scruffy, was sitting in a cave, apparently asleep. Not the normal kind of sleep. She did not know who the man was.
"Yes. We have the one thing the enemy want most, my 'wonderful' ex-husband, alive and well, all of this time since he betrayed us. He has been kept in a cave, bound from using his power, mostly asleep. We have kept a good secret, and we feel we shall be able to use this against them, as a sort of weapon."
Is that who it is? Mara thought.
Yes. thought Lana back to her.
I've never met him.
You have. But you were only a month old when he betrayed us, so you won't remember.
OK.
"We shall have a half hour break so you can talk about this, and ask us questions afterwards. Thank you," finished Serena.
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Aurora came out of Mara's thoughts. "Ada?" she whispered, and then blacked out.
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A/N :
Yup, one more chapter down, lots to go [as yet unwritten up to Christmas, then the action starts to happen! Christmas is only in rough – I mostly write it in Physics or German!]
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