Chapter 8
"The Reign of Darkness"
The Year of the 1970's
Several years had passed since the marriage of Tom and Katrina Riddle. The marriage was kept secret. Horrible things had begun to happen overt he years. Numerous deaths, tortures, and disappearances had begun to spread like wildfire. The Ministry of Magic was swamped with letters and more of concerned wizards and witches. The aurors were kept very busy trying to seek out the culprit or culprits behind the crimes. Soon, a name flittered into their search. A name that began to spread terror unlike terror ever spread before. That name was Lord Voldemort.
Death Eaters, as they were called, were known to follow in Lord Voldermort's footsteps and help carry out his dirty work, and that was to rid the world of muggleborns, muggles, and anyone who would not join him.
"It's terribly frightening!" commented a witch in the Daily Prophet.
"No one knows who or what this Lord Voldemort really is." said an auror.
An eighteen-year-old young man by the name of James Potter with untidy black hair and blue eyes hidden behind glasses walked with a group of friends. A very handsome young man, Sirius Black, with neat black hair and dark, gorgeous eyes told a joke to the young man next to him, Remus Lupin, who looked very pale despite his shaggy brown hair and cheerful gray eyes. A squat, chubby boy with a mane of dirty brown hair chugged along behind the three. His name was Peter Pettigrew.
"Oh, Remus, Peter, and James, what would I have done to see the look in little Snapey's face again when his dirty underwear was revealed to the world." laughed Sirius.
"Me too Sirius, me too." said Remus.
As they walked down the street of Hogsmeade, a entire wizarding village, a pretty young girl with long auburn hair and soft green eyes walked in front of them. James ran up to her. The other guys followed.
"Hey Lilly, Lilly Evans, wait up!" yelled James.
The girl named Lilly Evans stopped and turned around.
"Oh, what do you want Potter." she said.
"I just wanted to see how you were doing." said James.
"Okay." replied Lilly. "And you?"
The other boys caught up.
"Okay." replied James. "Umm, did you hear about the news on that dark wizard?"
Lilly nodded her head yes.
"Quite scary, especially since he's targeting muggleborns witches and wizards the most." said Lilly. "I'm a muggleborns witch so I am quite concerned."
The guys and Lilly talked for a while about the dark wizard. They were soon interrupted, however.
"Ah, look, it's Potter and his dear little friends." said a cool voice.
The voice belonged to a young mane with long blonde hair and cold, steel blue eyes named Lucius Malfoy. He was accompied by two, very large guys named Crabbe and Goyle.
"Eat dirt Malfoy." barked Sirius.
"I'll leave that to you and Potter." said Malfoy coolly. "It seems his taste in "mud"-bloods is still intact."
Malfoy shot Lilly a look as if her were disgusted. James reacted by punching Malfoy in the nose.
"Shut your trap you bastard." Yelled James.
Malfoy, holding his bleeding nose, said, "Oh, don't worry. Your kind will not last long. I guarantee that."
And with that, he left.
"Jerk. Wonder he meant by that." said Lilly.
"I don't know," said James, "I don't know."
In a deep, thick patch of dying woods, a castle stood. The weather had seemed to take its affect on it for the stone walls were beginning to wear away. The bras handles began to show signs of rusting. High above on a balcony, a woman still as beautiful as if she had never aged, sat looking at the world below. Her hair blew around her in a soft breeze. A pale face not yet showing any sign of age was kissed by the setting sun. She wore pale blue dress the color of the sky. Though looking very young, she was nearly fifty years old. Her name was Katrina Anne Riddle. "My lady, my lord sends you a letter." said a man dressed in a black robe and a hood that hid his face.
Katrina took the letter from the man and opened it.
"My dearest love,
my power is still yet growing. I have convinced many to join me. It won't be too long before this world is ours. Right now, I am planning an attack. I cannot send any more details in case someone else reads this letter. Soon, I will return home.
Love,
Tom."
Katrina put the letter in a pocket in her dress. She had stayed home quite a bit. Tom did not want anything to happen to her in case something happened to him. He had spent a great deal of time with his followers. Some followers stayed here at the castle with Katrina to watch her.
"Would you like a cup of tea, my lady?" asked a woman with dark black hair who stepped onto the balcony.
"I'm fine, Bellatrix." replied Katrina.
The woman bowed and left. The man removed his hood. He shook out his long blonde hair.
"You seem a bit pale. Are you feeling alright?" asked Malfoy.
Katrina shook her head.
"I feel a bit sleepy." she replied.
Faraway, a man with a long brown hair and a long brown beard sat in a comfy chair by the fire. He ran his fingers through his beard as his twinkling blue eyes watched a woman with long black hair and large glasses look at him. She was dressed in that of gypsy style.
"So, Ms. Sibyll Trelawney, what makes you think you would be perfect as the divination professor for Hogwarts." asked the man.
Trelawney shifted in her chair.
"Well, Professor Dumbledore, I am the great-great-granddaughter of Cassandra Trelawney, a highly gifted and very famous seer." she said in a misty voice.
Professor Dumbledore nodded his head.
"Well, I will get in touch with you later." he said as he started to get up.
Suddenly, Trelawney shook and seemed to go into a deep sleep. Professor Dumbledore quickly stopped and listened as a deep, calm voice filled the room.
"Upon the night that a lady consumed by darkness dies in body, her soul will seek refuge in a new home. That new home, a new body, will one day become a powerful person who will either lead the world to victory or it's doom. The stars will be just right upon her birth, and she will be the lady of darkness, only unable to be exactly who she once was, but with greater power than ever before."
Trelawney gave another shudder and then said, "The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches...born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies...and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not."
A figure in the window fell before Trelawney could utter the last words of the second prediction. Dumbledore quickly ran to the window and saw a short man run away.
"I hope that he did not hear all of what she said." said Professor Dumbledore. "I only hope."
"The Reign of Darkness"
The Year of the 1970's
Several years had passed since the marriage of Tom and Katrina Riddle. The marriage was kept secret. Horrible things had begun to happen overt he years. Numerous deaths, tortures, and disappearances had begun to spread like wildfire. The Ministry of Magic was swamped with letters and more of concerned wizards and witches. The aurors were kept very busy trying to seek out the culprit or culprits behind the crimes. Soon, a name flittered into their search. A name that began to spread terror unlike terror ever spread before. That name was Lord Voldemort.
Death Eaters, as they were called, were known to follow in Lord Voldermort's footsteps and help carry out his dirty work, and that was to rid the world of muggleborns, muggles, and anyone who would not join him.
"It's terribly frightening!" commented a witch in the Daily Prophet.
"No one knows who or what this Lord Voldemort really is." said an auror.
An eighteen-year-old young man by the name of James Potter with untidy black hair and blue eyes hidden behind glasses walked with a group of friends. A very handsome young man, Sirius Black, with neat black hair and dark, gorgeous eyes told a joke to the young man next to him, Remus Lupin, who looked very pale despite his shaggy brown hair and cheerful gray eyes. A squat, chubby boy with a mane of dirty brown hair chugged along behind the three. His name was Peter Pettigrew.
"Oh, Remus, Peter, and James, what would I have done to see the look in little Snapey's face again when his dirty underwear was revealed to the world." laughed Sirius.
"Me too Sirius, me too." said Remus.
As they walked down the street of Hogsmeade, a entire wizarding village, a pretty young girl with long auburn hair and soft green eyes walked in front of them. James ran up to her. The other guys followed.
"Hey Lilly, Lilly Evans, wait up!" yelled James.
The girl named Lilly Evans stopped and turned around.
"Oh, what do you want Potter." she said.
"I just wanted to see how you were doing." said James.
"Okay." replied Lilly. "And you?"
The other boys caught up.
"Okay." replied James. "Umm, did you hear about the news on that dark wizard?"
Lilly nodded her head yes.
"Quite scary, especially since he's targeting muggleborns witches and wizards the most." said Lilly. "I'm a muggleborns witch so I am quite concerned."
The guys and Lilly talked for a while about the dark wizard. They were soon interrupted, however.
"Ah, look, it's Potter and his dear little friends." said a cool voice.
The voice belonged to a young mane with long blonde hair and cold, steel blue eyes named Lucius Malfoy. He was accompied by two, very large guys named Crabbe and Goyle.
"Eat dirt Malfoy." barked Sirius.
"I'll leave that to you and Potter." said Malfoy coolly. "It seems his taste in "mud"-bloods is still intact."
Malfoy shot Lilly a look as if her were disgusted. James reacted by punching Malfoy in the nose.
"Shut your trap you bastard." Yelled James.
Malfoy, holding his bleeding nose, said, "Oh, don't worry. Your kind will not last long. I guarantee that."
And with that, he left.
"Jerk. Wonder he meant by that." said Lilly.
"I don't know," said James, "I don't know."
In a deep, thick patch of dying woods, a castle stood. The weather had seemed to take its affect on it for the stone walls were beginning to wear away. The bras handles began to show signs of rusting. High above on a balcony, a woman still as beautiful as if she had never aged, sat looking at the world below. Her hair blew around her in a soft breeze. A pale face not yet showing any sign of age was kissed by the setting sun. She wore pale blue dress the color of the sky. Though looking very young, she was nearly fifty years old. Her name was Katrina Anne Riddle. "My lady, my lord sends you a letter." said a man dressed in a black robe and a hood that hid his face.
Katrina took the letter from the man and opened it.
"My dearest love,
my power is still yet growing. I have convinced many to join me. It won't be too long before this world is ours. Right now, I am planning an attack. I cannot send any more details in case someone else reads this letter. Soon, I will return home.
Love,
Tom."
Katrina put the letter in a pocket in her dress. She had stayed home quite a bit. Tom did not want anything to happen to her in case something happened to him. He had spent a great deal of time with his followers. Some followers stayed here at the castle with Katrina to watch her.
"Would you like a cup of tea, my lady?" asked a woman with dark black hair who stepped onto the balcony.
"I'm fine, Bellatrix." replied Katrina.
The woman bowed and left. The man removed his hood. He shook out his long blonde hair.
"You seem a bit pale. Are you feeling alright?" asked Malfoy.
Katrina shook her head.
"I feel a bit sleepy." she replied.
Faraway, a man with a long brown hair and a long brown beard sat in a comfy chair by the fire. He ran his fingers through his beard as his twinkling blue eyes watched a woman with long black hair and large glasses look at him. She was dressed in that of gypsy style.
"So, Ms. Sibyll Trelawney, what makes you think you would be perfect as the divination professor for Hogwarts." asked the man.
Trelawney shifted in her chair.
"Well, Professor Dumbledore, I am the great-great-granddaughter of Cassandra Trelawney, a highly gifted and very famous seer." she said in a misty voice.
Professor Dumbledore nodded his head.
"Well, I will get in touch with you later." he said as he started to get up.
Suddenly, Trelawney shook and seemed to go into a deep sleep. Professor Dumbledore quickly stopped and listened as a deep, calm voice filled the room.
"Upon the night that a lady consumed by darkness dies in body, her soul will seek refuge in a new home. That new home, a new body, will one day become a powerful person who will either lead the world to victory or it's doom. The stars will be just right upon her birth, and she will be the lady of darkness, only unable to be exactly who she once was, but with greater power than ever before."
Trelawney gave another shudder and then said, "The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches...born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies...and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not."
A figure in the window fell before Trelawney could utter the last words of the second prediction. Dumbledore quickly ran to the window and saw a short man run away.
"I hope that he did not hear all of what she said." said Professor Dumbledore. "I only hope."