Post by GME admin on Sept 1, 2007 17:27:39 GMT -5
The year is 2043. Albus Potter is the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. His wife, is the Deputy Headmistress. She was offered the position of Mistress of Magic, but she politely declined. All was well during the era of Lily, Albus, Scorpius, and James along with their classmates. But one foggy morning early into the summer of 2033, fifty-two year old Harry James Potter felt a burning sensation in that lightening bolt scar of his. The Death Eaters were back, he knew it. But who was their new Dark Lord?
It didn't take too long to figure that out. Apparently, Rodolphus Lestrange didn't take kindly to the death of his wife or maybe it was the Death of the Dark Lord that he didn't take kindly to. Both? Who knew? While Harry half-suspected that he would hear murmurs of 'Lord Rododolphus', he was glad that he didn't. But as was expected, panic soon ensued. The dementors were strengthening in numbers so the rate of depression increased, fog increased. Every day it seemed that the weather was getting worse and worse, there were long periods of rain followed by cloudy skies, but never did there seem a day where the sun would peak from behind the fluffy white clouds like it had used to.
A similar prophecy that was made to Albus Dumbledore was made to Albus Potter by the Seer and Divination Professor, Lavander Jordan. Adamus Snape, a death eater, heard the prophecy half-way before Aberforth threw him out of the Hog's Head. Adamus told the prophecy to Rodolphus Lestrange.
Adamus then ran into his sister, Linda Potter, wife of Albus. "Sister, don't kill me."
"That was hardly my intention," Linda said, casting him a steely glare. "Though, I can't pretend you don't disgust me," she sneered, her ebony eyes cold and pitiless.
"Please, Linda," he begged of the powerful witch. "The prophecy, Rodolphus thinks he means Lily Malfoy!"
"Funny, for if I recall properly, Albus told me the prophecy concerns no woman."
"You know what I mean! He thinks the prophecy means her son, Lily's son! You've got to save her."
"So you care not that an innocent man and child may die?"
Two sets of ebony eyes glanced into each others, Linda's burning with fire that Adamus had never seen before. "Fine, save them all," he croaked.
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One year Lily and Scorpius Malfoy were dead. Their son, Victor Scorpius Malfoy somehow miracously became the second boy-who-lived. He had a star scar right in the middle of his chest. Rodolphus Lestrange was gone for good, or so many thought.
"What happened, Linda?"
"Apparently, Scorpius and Lily put their faith in the wrong person. Much like you put your faith in the wrong person. I thought you asked Rodolphus to spare her?"
"I did."
"Ah, but alas she is dead along with her husband. Her son lives, though. He has Lily's eyes. I bet you remember the exact shape and shade of Lily Malfoy's eyes."
"STOP!"
"If you truly loved Lily, Adamus. There's only one way to go," Linda said, smiling at him in a knowing way. Adamus looked slightly perplexed. He was going to have to take the path of his father, Severus Snape. To be a spy for the Order, while having the DE's convinced that he was true to their cause.
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The year is 2043 now. Rodolphus Lestrange must've had a horcrux or two, because he returned to his full power. Unlike that idiot Tom Riddle, he did not use connecting ties to Hogwarts for any of his horcruxes. His three horcruxes were Narcissa's sapphire necklace, Bellatrix's favored black dress, and Lucius' snake cane. He still resembles a human, but the trio are sure he has at least one horcrux. How could he come back without one, and who aided him to come back?
Only one person could answer them, Adamus Snape, the reformed Death Eater that Ron didn't want to trust. "Okay, Adamus," Harry murmured. "How did Rodolphus come back? You know what I need, give me everything."
Adamus looked bitter. It was only thanks to Linda he didn't have a cell in Azkaban. Only Linda and Albus seemed to trust him. "Seen old Rita Mulciber lately?" he asked. "Look at her hand."
The peace was supposed to last. There wasn't supposed to be another Wizarding War. But nothing lasts. . . Will evil be vanquished once more? Will evil win? I don't know. All I know is, you've got to Give Me Everything.
Plot © Linda, August 2007
It didn't take too long to figure that out. Apparently, Rodolphus Lestrange didn't take kindly to the death of his wife or maybe it was the Death of the Dark Lord that he didn't take kindly to. Both? Who knew? While Harry half-suspected that he would hear murmurs of 'Lord Rododolphus', he was glad that he didn't. But as was expected, panic soon ensued. The dementors were strengthening in numbers so the rate of depression increased, fog increased. Every day it seemed that the weather was getting worse and worse, there were long periods of rain followed by cloudy skies, but never did there seem a day where the sun would peak from behind the fluffy white clouds like it had used to.
A similar prophecy that was made to Albus Dumbledore was made to Albus Potter by the Seer and Divination Professor, Lavander Jordan. Adamus Snape, a death eater, heard the prophecy half-way before Aberforth threw him out of the Hog's Head. Adamus told the prophecy to Rodolphus Lestrange.
Adamus then ran into his sister, Linda Potter, wife of Albus. "Sister, don't kill me."
"That was hardly my intention," Linda said, casting him a steely glare. "Though, I can't pretend you don't disgust me," she sneered, her ebony eyes cold and pitiless.
"Please, Linda," he begged of the powerful witch. "The prophecy, Rodolphus thinks he means Lily Malfoy!"
"Funny, for if I recall properly, Albus told me the prophecy concerns no woman."
"You know what I mean! He thinks the prophecy means her son, Lily's son! You've got to save her."
"So you care not that an innocent man and child may die?"
Two sets of ebony eyes glanced into each others, Linda's burning with fire that Adamus had never seen before. "Fine, save them all," he croaked.
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One year Lily and Scorpius Malfoy were dead. Their son, Victor Scorpius Malfoy somehow miracously became the second boy-who-lived. He had a star scar right in the middle of his chest. Rodolphus Lestrange was gone for good, or so many thought.
"What happened, Linda?"
"Apparently, Scorpius and Lily put their faith in the wrong person. Much like you put your faith in the wrong person. I thought you asked Rodolphus to spare her?"
"I did."
"Ah, but alas she is dead along with her husband. Her son lives, though. He has Lily's eyes. I bet you remember the exact shape and shade of Lily Malfoy's eyes."
"STOP!"
"If you truly loved Lily, Adamus. There's only one way to go," Linda said, smiling at him in a knowing way. Adamus looked slightly perplexed. He was going to have to take the path of his father, Severus Snape. To be a spy for the Order, while having the DE's convinced that he was true to their cause.
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The year is 2043 now. Rodolphus Lestrange must've had a horcrux or two, because he returned to his full power. Unlike that idiot Tom Riddle, he did not use connecting ties to Hogwarts for any of his horcruxes. His three horcruxes were Narcissa's sapphire necklace, Bellatrix's favored black dress, and Lucius' snake cane. He still resembles a human, but the trio are sure he has at least one horcrux. How could he come back without one, and who aided him to come back?
Only one person could answer them, Adamus Snape, the reformed Death Eater that Ron didn't want to trust. "Okay, Adamus," Harry murmured. "How did Rodolphus come back? You know what I need, give me everything."
Adamus looked bitter. It was only thanks to Linda he didn't have a cell in Azkaban. Only Linda and Albus seemed to trust him. "Seen old Rita Mulciber lately?" he asked. "Look at her hand."
The peace was supposed to last. There wasn't supposed to be another Wizarding War. But nothing lasts. . . Will evil be vanquished once more? Will evil win? I don't know. All I know is, you've got to Give Me Everything.
Plot © Linda, August 2007