AN: Hey everybody! I'm -SO- Sorry about the long wait, I've been completely busy and lost my muse but I think I have it back. I'm going to be continuing this story (Mistress of the Night) and Untitled for Now, hopefully you guys are still there!

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Mistress of the Night

Lord Voldemort and his almighty plan of DOOOOOOOM.

I was comfortable in my bed, sleeping as the sun barely shined into my room when all the sudden, I was woken up by my door somehow falling off and onto the floor, so of course I immidetely jumped out of my bed with my wand out.

"'Mione!" Cried Harry. Oh jees, don't worry me like that. It was just Harry so I just put my wand back.

"Whats so wrong that you just HAD to break down my door?" I glared

"I had a vision about Voldemort and his latest plan!!" He cried out, holding his head where his scar was.

Of course, almighty famous line of mine...

"Then what are you waiting for?! We need to go to Dumbledore!" I put on a robe really quick and dragged him down to Dumbledore's office and tried to figure out his password.

"Snickers! Hersheys! Acid pops! Junior mints!" The gargoyle moved "Hey, I love junior mints!" I commented while dragging Harry up the stairs and we sat down in two chairs, and of course Dumbledore was already waiting for us.

"Lemon drop?" Dumbledore offered.

We both declined and I nudged Harry and he started telling Dumbledore about Lord Voldy's new plan.

"Well, sir, I had a dream last night about Voldemort's new plan. He said about a new prophecy and how it required a mistress of the night, or was it moon? to be captured and sacrificed to the master of day" Oh HOW unoriginal... "If he did this, he would be immortal and be able to kill me with a snap of his fingers!!" Oh jees. So, I get dragged into this. Oh yay!

"This is very serious Harry, did he say if he found the master of day?" Dumbledore asked.

"No, he said it'd take two more months to find him due to a spell he has, then another month to bribe him to their side then they would attack Hogwarts." Harry replied.

"Theres an old ancient legend, talking about the Mistress of the Night, and the Master of the Day. The legend says that there was a young woman, about eighteen, and a young man about the same age. The woman had long black hair with black eyes, pale almost like a vampire with the man was the opposite. He had short blond hair, blue eyes and was somewhat tan. These two fell in love but their families were opposed to each other, so each family sacrificed their children to the gods and they became gods and goddesses theirselves, doomed to hate each other for eternity unless the spell was broken by if they reincarnated and the two fell in love and kissed, the spell would be broken and then they would rule all of the heavens." Dumbledore summed up. Why are all of these so... unoriginal? BORING. I decided to ask the mistress later.

"So we need to find these two before Voldemort does!" Harry exclaimed. Well duh, and one is right next to you.

"Exactly. Now, I want you to keep this a secret and go back to your room and go back to sleep. After all, its only seven. Miss Granger, would you please stay? I have some head business to talk to you about." Duh. Mistress of the Night, to your service!

"Of course, Professor Dumbledore."

Harry left with a sleeping drought and Dumbledore asked me to turn into the Mistress of the Night, and she of course was completely willing to, so I soon became a bystander basically.

"Nyx, how are you?" So THAT is what her name is.

"I am fine Albus. It was only time till Voldemort discovered the propechy. I, myself have been hoping it was soon. One part that is untold is that if Hermione and whoever my wonderful Freyr is inside, if they do not fall in love then we are doomed to die." Oh that just sucks. No afterlife for me.

"I know, but I didn't know you wanted her to know that part, Do you know where Freyr is?" He asked

"Yes, I do. I can feel his presence slightly in one being at this school, but you aren't going to like it..." She said, kind of childishly.

"Who is it?" He demanded.

"I can tell you who Snape is!" She tried sidetracking him.

"WHAT?! HE IS FREYR!?" He yelled in surprise.

"No! He's Ing though... I'd like to shag him" She smirked. EWW. Grosssss. Well... you DO have to look at his fingers... Oh god, his fingers... never mind.

"Fertility god? What a surprise..." Dumbledore mumbled. "Now tell me who is Freyr!" He demanded.

"Shit... you sure you want to know?" She asked

"YES!"

"Well..."

"Its Draco Malfoy" She sighed.