The Legacy
"Your lives have been guided - decided by fate,
unaltered by changes that you try to make.
The world keeps on turning - men still live and die,
though many have questions, so few even try."
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Chapter 11: Fate's Warning
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"So what is this artifact that we have labored so hard to acquire?" Hermioony asked.
Harry took out the book from his bag and opened it. "Dunno", he said while carefully flicking through the pages. "It should be on page 42… Aha! Here it is"
The three of them looked at the page. There was an illustration of a blade-like item.
"A picture? We risked our heads for a picture?" Ron shouted. He was super annoyed.
"For heavens sake Ron, I'm a Wizard not a scholar!" Bellowed Harry. "We did what Dumbllerdore ordered us to do! We will take the book to him. He will tell us what this was about."
No need for me to describe the following events in detail:
- Train reached destination.
- They all got out.
- They're all curious about the book and stuff.
- They went straight to Dumbrerldor.
The headmaster congratulated the three on a job well done. "As for the picture…" He took out his wand and pointed at the book. "Peelus!" he chanted. Amazingly, the picture started peeling itself out of the book… like it was some sort of… magic!!! They were all amazed! Then they remembered that they were wizards themselves and lost interest. Ron was playing wizard solitaire – which is exactly like normal solitaire only that it's played with a frog on your head. None know why…
"Wha… what is it?" Harry asked, managing to sound very much like Dan Rad in HP and the Philosophers Stone.
"This, Harry pause is your only pause chance at pause succeeding in pause your mission…" the headmaster said.
"Why are you talking like that?" Ron asked.
"In order to sound older and wiser."
A deathlike silence ensued.
"……..O…kaaaaay……." Ron said. Please continue.
"Harry. As we speak, the threads upon the loom of life have foreordained your events to this day. As we speak, your fate is sealed and decided. I have consulted the 5 magiks(sic) and I have found out that your destiny is to die… your quest unfulfilled."
"How about us!!!" shouted both Ron and Hermiowaynerooney.
"No one really cares about you two." Said Dumbledooor casually.
Harry agreed.
"So what does my fate have to do with this artifact?" Harry looked at it. It resembled a small sword with a purple blade.
"This blade Harry, will open the door to your fate. You will be able to speak with the one who decides your future. All you have to do is equip it (by opening your inventory and click and dragging the blade onto your hand.) and slice the air."
Harry took the blade and raised it high, letting it reflect the light coming from the open windows. He grinned and brought down the sword with force, literally slicing a wound in reality. The "wound" glowed in front of him. "I must do this alone." he said before taking a deep breath and stepping in.
He emerged into----
A/N:
All right…. I don't expect anyone to believe me, but this is very strange. I was writing this chapter when I heard a crackling noise behind me. When I turned around I saw this kid coming out of this strange blue portal. This is NOT part of the story! This is what ACTUALLY HAPPENED to ME about 15 minutes ago. It was frikkin terrifying. Turns out that Harry Potter from my story actually traveled to our dimension to request that he doesn't die. I told him that unfortunately, I haven't really decided on how the "Legacy" is going to end and he'll have to wait like everyone else. He said okay, and we managed to reach a compromise. I now have to continue the chapter:
Harry stepped back into his dimension. The portal took him straight into a secret Hogwarts room made entirely out of chocolate. There were several very pretty girls there that presented him with sweets and complements as he sat on a velvet throne with a VERY CALM AND WELL TRAINED lion chained to the wall and he spent the rest of the day eating junk and watching Eminem's "8 Mile" on DVD, EVEN THOUGH electric stuff doesn't usually work in Hogwarts – but somehow, a super-strange shift in the magical energy flux had occurred which lasted until the end of the film.
This line is a simple reminder to Harry that his fate is still yet undecided.