Cruor Everto Chapter One Prophesy
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Okay, let the journal brings you to the story again…
You were suck into the book.
The place was the Potter Manor's meeting room again…
The boy was posed as yesterday.
Suddenly a light flashed, everything was moving…
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Dumbledore talked, "A prophesy was made years ago, it's about the evil bad man's fall." He came to a pause, letting the three years old absorb the knowledge he just received, and said out the prophesy, although he doubted that Harry would understand.
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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 the power the Dark Lord knows not…
And either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while other survives…
The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies…
Written by J.K Rowling, from page 741 of the Order Of Phoenix
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Harry understood the prophecy's meaning. His elder brother was the one who can defeated Voldemort, although Harry and John were both born on the last day of July, however it's only Lily, who happened to be John's birthmother had defied the Dark Lord thrice like her ex-husband. Harry nodded his head, and said, "It's about John?" "Apparently, Harry." Dumbledore suddenly had a pity in his sapphire blue eyes. He continued, "John is the only hope of the wizarding world. He and your parents need to go into hiding after Anne's birth, which should be happening this month You will be send to your grandmother's house after James come back from hospital. Do you understand, Harry my boy?" Dumbledore gave Harry a loving gaze, "Kristine is a nice person, Harry."
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The next day's afternoon, a baby girl wailed for her first time, which means Harry will be send to his grandmother's household very soon. His parents brought Anna home in a week, and a famous incident happened when James and Peter were gone for an Order meeting…
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"Take care of your siblings, Harry! You'll be grounded if I see any damages on Annie or Johnny!" James said and followed his husband out the house. Harry laughed dryly after. Grounded, that wasn't anything to him! Grounded! That was the lightest punishment Harry ever heard. Only grounded? Did James ever seen Harry been abused by Peter, did him ever seen a infant being hit by multiple Crucio? Ground maybe a worse punishment to most three years old or even ten years old, but not to Harry. Harry can still remember the worst punishment he received.
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Harry was only two that year…
Peter was laughing like a maniac, the horrifying scene before him seems to entertain him . It was a cold dungeon, an infant lied painfully before him, struggling slightly, hoping to get a chance to escape from the chains that chained him tightly on the floor. Peter stopped laughing and snatched his wand from the cold stone table. "Crucio!" He said heartlessly, the child in front of him struggled more, screaming painfully, "Please! Help!", it looked like Peter didn't heard anything, he smirked and transformed a whip out of air. Peter hit Harry with the whip harshly until the poor kid lost his conscious. The blood flowed freely from Harry's body. Peter threw him in a small closet, didn't even bother to stop the blood, and he left.
There was no one to help him, not even Nana. He survived it alone. After that he promised not to beg when he was again in a situation like this, because beg won't help, but increases the punishment.
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The sun went down. Harry stared at the front door, feeling something wrong was going on. Suddenly the door exploded, it woke Anne and John, who were both taking a nap. Anne cried loudly and John looked dumbfounded. A black-hooded man stepped in the house, he seemed to be gliding through the corridor and to the sitting room. He looked cruel, even crueler than Peter Pettigrew. He had a face strongly resemble a snake and a pair of blood red eyes that even redder than ruby. He walked to the crib, where Anne was napping. He lifted the baby and showed the helpless girl to her siblings, "See here, boys? I got your darling little sister here." He said, waving the crying baby to them. John wet his pants in fear, the man laughed hysterically. "Oh my… The prophesy child wet his pants? Ha-ha. I Voldemort never see a coward like this." He continued to laugh coldly, suddenly the laugh stopped. Voldemort cradled the crying baby close, John returned from shock, he pulled Voldemort's robe rims, "Give Anne back! Give Anne to me!" Seeing his brother being a victim of Crucio, Harry was too terrified to speak. Voldemort broke the baby's neck violently; he turned to John and Harry, he smirked evilly, "Hmm… Who first…" He whispered. He pointed his wand between the two children, "Let the fate decide. Avada Kedavra!" he yelled out the deadly spell, the vibrant green light hit one of the brothers. The green light shimmered before the siblings and burst. Voldemort raised his eyebrow, as the light became a ball of strong fire. He raised his wand and casted the curse on John again. The green light flashed, but John didn't die, the spell missed. The light seems twisting with a faint glow of light, it hit the wall hardly, the wall came crushing down, it broke into pieces and some of them hit the other walls, walls fell after another destroyed, very fast, the Potter Manor was nothing but ashes…
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