Chapter 6: The sudden fate
Character: Hermione Granger, Lakora Black, Ginny Weasley, Remus Lupin, Albus Dumbledore,
Disclaimer: All characters and situations from Harry Potter are properties of J.K Rowling, Scholastic Press, Warner Bros. and others. No copyright infringement is intended. I have no intention to publish this; it is just for fun.
Genres: Action / Adventure, Angst, Romance.
Timeline: Seventh Year (But I didn't say her Seventh Year, Now did I.)
Hermione could not register what had just happened. She had been back in time, sat on a roof, and them jumped off it. Hermione was awoken from her thoughts by Ginny pulling her over to a corner.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" Ginny asked, quiet a lot of concern showing in her voice.
"Nothing, I was just thinking." Hermione said, hoping to sound convinsing. Ginny did not look satisfied, but dropped the subject. Hermione sat and read as everyone else started to practice different dance moves. All of a sudden, there was someone new. Hermione couldn't quiet make the face out until he walked over to her, with Lakora following him.
"Hermione, I need you to come with me." Remus said, pulling her to her feet. The two girls followed Remus out side and over into an allyway. He pulled a broken watch out of his pocket. "Touch the watch." Everyone touched it with one of their hands, before feeling the normal wooshing of using a portkey. All around them, the wind sped up and blocked the world from their view. Then it stopped, showing them that they were at Hogwarts, in Dumbledore's office.
"Please sit." Dumbledore said, no emotion in his voice and the twinkle from his eyes gone. Hermione sat in the middle. Lupin was on her right and Lakora on her left. Once all were seated, Dumbledore began to speak again. "Now, there has been a profecy made about you two, Hermione, Lakora."
Both girls werer thunder struck. Why about them? There was nothing too important about either. Or was there?
"But sir, why us. Nothing meant by this, but we are of no importance." Lakora said, her voicing showing as much confushion, as Hermione felt.
"But that is where you are wrong Miss Black. This profecy was made by a seer, who wishes not to be known. Why don't we let you hear it." Dumbledore stood from his chair and pulled a peniseve out from under his desk. He took a strand of thought from his mind and set it in there. A moment later, a white person came out of it. The person was a girl, no older than Ginny. She began to speak.
"Two girls are to be the ones of price.
Both call each other friend.
One belongs to the dark, the other to the light.
A last battle will end it all, and the side to win.
She will be killed by the one she called friend.
One will die, the other live.
Old as the great wizard, is one,
the other only as old as the boy who lived.
They shall decided what side to win, which side to rule,
and which side to live."
The silver figure went back into the peniseve as all stared at where it had been. Hermione and Lakora had the best reason to. One of them would die, and would be killed by the other. Hermione looked over to Lakora, who looked back at her. Both girl said a silent prayer, unbenonced to the other, that they would never kill the other.
"Dumbledore, why does that mean us? Hermione is a friend of Potter's, and his age, but still. Nothing meant by this, but how do you know that you are the great wizard that that girl was talking about?" Lakora said, no emotion in her voice, or on her face.
"That has to mean you. And I am the great wizard as another profecy says that. Okay, first you are my age, and Hermione is Harry's. You both are good friends, and unfortuantly, you are a dark witch, and Hermione is a light one." Dumbledore said, his twinkle returning for the first time that night. "Now, all of you might want to get to dinner, as it is getting quiet late. I will see you, Remus at the Order's meeting and the rest this week end. Have a goodnight."