Have you heard the news from magical Britain?'
'From Britain? I don't think I have, but I'm sure Albus would have informed me if it was important.', answered Katharina Fortounis while sipping her tea. Katharina was visiting her good friend Helena and had brought her 3 year old son Sebastian aswell. Normally she would have just left Sebastian with his nanny but today that hadn't been an option as his nanny had fallen ill with some type of wizard flu. Her dear husband couldn't take hime either because he was out doing Merlin knows. So it had fallen upon her to be a dutifull mother and take care of Sebastian. Sebastian was a troublesome child who was always up to something but would always swear it was an accident. The boy hadn't even had his first bout of accidental magic but still managed to get up to constant misschief. Thruth be told she wasn't particularly fond of him and his only saving grace was that he looked nearly exactly like a male version of her. Sebastian had inherited her heigh cheekbones, stark black hair and massibe blue eyes.
'Maybe he's busy', said Helena,'because its certainly not insignificant! Their dark lord has fallen!'
'Voldemort, really? Thats a surprise, who beat him? It must have been someone really powerfull if they managed to outclass Lord Voldemort! I heard even Albus was afraid to fight him.', responded a shocked Katharina.
'Well thats the most interesting part', said Helena,'apperantly it was the Potter heir.'
'The Potter heir? But that's impossible, he's only a baby!', exclaimed Katherina.
Helena raised her hands in a calming gesture and said:'I know Katy, but apparently the boy stopped a killing curse and rebounded it onto the Dark Lord. He's got an occult scar on his forehead shaped like a lightning bolt to prove it!'
'He's got an occult scar on his forehead?', said Katharina,' well I suppose it must be true then. Everyone knows occult scars only happen under extreme circumstances with large amounts of magical power thrown around.' There handn't been a sighting of a occult scar in over a hundred years. The last person who had one was supposedly the Slavic dark lord Nicolai the Terrible who had gotten one after miraculously surviving the Dementor's Kiss during a public execusion organised by the ICW. Ofcourse he died only 5 minutes later courtesy of a killing curse to the face cast at him by a nearby auror. But the point still stood: Occult scars were rare! And an infant recieving one, that was unseen!
'Well it's great news regardless of the dubious circumstances, don't you think?';asked Helena pointedly.
'Definitely'; responded Katherina,' Ofcourse we weren't really in danger even if his plans were bigger than just Britain; because we're purebloods of greater lineage than probably even him. I don't even disagree with his beliefs; though obviously you can't tell the ICW that because I have to insist I'm grey and not dark there.' Katharina was running for Chancellor of the ICW ,you see, and only neutral politicians could be elected as Chancellor. That was the reason politicians like Albus Dumbledore or Quincy Archambeau had never been elected even though they likely had the support. 'However I don't agree with his ways of achieving his beliefs. Violence and mass murder? What good are they? If there is nobody left to follow your laws, then have you really achieved anything other than mass murder? Plus wars have the added affect of ruining the economy. Just look at the current happenings, the entire world's economy is in shambles due to the lack of trade with wizarding Britain. Ofcourse people blame the goblins but anyone with any sense knows thats all rubbish.'
'You're right ofcourse', said Helena,'still I find it incredible that a boy younger than your Sebastian managed to beat a darklord.'
Katherina's face turned into a frown and said:'Speaking of Sebastian, where is he? I haven't seen him since we got here and I know he can't have gotten up to much in your garden but considering Sebastian's troublesome nature, it seems prudent to ask.'
'I sent him off to the gardens with Sibby', answered Helena while frowning and a few seconds later shouted:'Sibby!'
Suddenly an elf appeared into the room with a loud crack and said:'What can Sibby do for mistress Helena?'
'Sibby!', shouted Helena,'tell me where Sebastian is this second!'
Sibby flinched due to the loud tone in wich her mistress spoke and said:'Young Sebastian wished to play with the Hippogriffs outside but Sibby is not worried as young Sebastian told Sibby that young Sebastian is experienced with playing with hippogriffs at young Sebastian's home.'
'What!',shouted Katherina while visibly panicking, 'We don't own any hippogriffs!' And Katherina continued to run as fast as she could out of the patio towards the garden with her friend hot on her heels. Only Sibby stayed behind and uttered a single 'oh'.
Panicking Katherina tried to locate her son with a 'point me' charm and ran in his direction. But to her dismay the Helena's garden were massive and it felt like hours while trying to get to her youngest son. To be honest, garden was probably not the right word to describe a place of this magnitude, grounds or even park were more accurate. Eventually after loads of running Katherina arrived out of breath to find Sebastian completely unharmed without even a misplaced hair on his head. The 3 year old boy was riding one of the hippogriffs and he was obviously having a lot of fun if his giggling was anything to go by.
His mother, filled with rage and worry, screamed:'Sebastian Percival Sage, get down here this second or I'll make you regret it!'
Immediately Sebastian stopped giggling and grew fearfull, he looked at his mother with wide eyes and then... he fell. Out of nowhere Sebastian had lost his grip of the hippogriff he was riding and fell to the ground and screamed loudly. The hippogriffs, frenzied due to the chaos that was unfolding; ran at the young boy and attempted to maul him. Katherina, frozen in shock, could only watch as her youngest son got mauled by a hippogriff. Helena too watched in shock, expecting the worst. No boy could beat a horde of frenzied hippogriffs, not even a full grown wizard or witch could do that. There was a reason hippogriffs were classed as tripleX creatures by magizoologists. But then, out of nowhere a massive shockwave passed through the garden and launched the hippogriffs of Sebastian. Katherina, with tear filled eyes, ran to her child and embraced him. Too distraught to even realize that she had just witnessed her son's first bout of accidental magic.
Sebastian came out of his tumble with the hippogriffs safe and mostly unharmed. The only trace that the hippogriffs had left on him was a scar on his left cheek.
An occult scar on his left cheek.