Title: Guenivere's Gift
Summary: When Lorelie learns she is the descendant of Queen Guenivere, a powerful witch from the time of Merlin, she is thrust into an adventure she will never forget. (Harry Potter AU, Draco/OC, Harry/Ginny)
Disclaimer: I only own Lorelie, her family, and this story. JKR owns Harry Potter, Draco, and all related caracters. Don't plagerise, okay? The story is (c) 2005 me.
Author's Note: This is my first story and I know Lorelie is kinda a Mary Sue, but I hope you will keep reading anyway. She's going to get more complex as the story goes along, and she's really not all that perfect. I hope you like the story! I am working really hard on it, and I think it's great. This is an AU that takes place during Harry's sixth year.
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Prologue
She smiled grimly, clutching the bloody wound at her side. The battle between she and her enemy was finally over, but at the cost of her very life. Guinevere survived the battle field with her remaining good eye, the wood bow clenched loosely in her blood soaked hands. But, Guinevere truly doubted it was over.
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I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk along
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She frowned and tucked a strand of deep ebony hair behind her ears, crystal blue eyes filling with tears as she saw that she was the only survivor. Oh, how cruel. To have her fellow warriors cut down like that, before her very eyes. You should have known, a voice inside her head said, you would be the only one able to face him and walk away…
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I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
and I'm the only one and I walk alone
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…walk away? She laughed, and then winced. Crimson trails flowed from between her fingers. Guinevere paled as she realized that she had only moments left. Tears freely streamed down her cheeks, turning red from the cuts on her face before dripping onto her white dress and golden armor.
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My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk along
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She dropped the bow and grabbed her beloved locket with both her hands, offering up a prayer to God. Please, she begged. You can't let this die with me, please! The level of magick she had reached, it just couldn't be lost! Let my descendents have this power-if they're worthy! He may come back!
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I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk along
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Her vision was growing blurry, and she had dropped to her knees, but she kept the locket between her fingers. Please! She began to sob heavily. No, this couldn't be lost…this couldn't be! Finally, with her vision growing dark. Guinevere's sobs grew louder. "Plea-" she said, before choking on her own blood.
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My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
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…please, give them this gift.