Adele Black: The End
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I hated it when Rachel spoke prophecies. I didn't have a problem with her— unlike Annabeth in the past— but when properties were spoken, it was never good.
"What did she say this time Annabeth?" I asked her, wiping my eyes and temporarily forgetting about Chiron's burial shroud blanket.
Annabeth was about to reply when a groan erupted from Rachel, and she got up from the couch that she most likely got moved to, and scratched her head. She must have hit it when she fell. "Did I speak again?"
Chiron gravely nodded at her. Rachel, as a response, groaned and ran her hands through her red curls.
"What did I say this time?" Rachel asked.
Annabeth took a deep and tired breath and spoke:
"Wisdom shall unite a serpent with his foe
And she will let her mother's allegory grow
With the pureblood heir of Hecate's daughter at her side,
Justice shall be brought for the one who has died
And the day before two make a vow
A child of the gods shall see the flame".
I ran a hand through my blonde locks. Ever since I noticed a burial shroud was being used as a blanket by Chiron not even twenty minutes ago, the implications of who it could be for— or who it had been for— was burned and imprinted onto the forefront of my mind. I knew it was for a child of Athena, the design said that much, but now hearing Annabeth recite the prophecy that Rachel spoke, I suddenly had a sinking feeling in my chest, because this prophecy seemed to be about a daughter of Athena, and I was pretty sure I knew which daughter it was about."It's for a daughter of Athena, I know that much," Annabeth said, her voice trembling. "But I don't think that it's about me."
Annabeth's gray eyes met my own gray eyes, and I knew then that we were thinking the same thing: this was about me.
"I think the prophecy is about Adele," Rachel stated bluntly as she suddenly stopped the absentminded doodling with her black pen on her jean shorts.
I let out a breath that I didn't know that I had been holding. "It makes sense... especially the first line. 'Wisdom shall unite the serpent with its foe'... I think it means something with Slytherin. Specifically, somebody from Hogwarts."
Chiron spoke up then. "Your cousin. On your father's side, what House was he in?"
"Slytherin," I responded.
Then, I remembered that at the Battle of Hogwarts, Draco had switched sides. But still, nobody trusts him. I figured out that much about the prophecy: it involved me, and it involved uniting Draco with his foe.
"Who could be your cousin's foe?" Chiron pondered.
I sat down on a chair and leaned my arm on me knee, and rested my head in my hand. It took a minute or so, but I figured it out.
"Harry. Harry, and maybe Ron and Hermione," I remarked.
If that was part of the quest I'm seemingly supposed to go on, it seemed like it was going to take years. In order for Harry to be willing to actually trust Draco, Hermione and Ron would have to trust him as well. That's just the way the three of them worked.
Harry would probably be the easiest to convince. He knows that not all Slytherins or members of the Black family are bad— otherwise he wouldn't be friends with me, or he wouldn't like my father— but Hermione and Ron...
I'd like to put my faith in Hermione. I would love to say that she'd be easy to convince, but that's just not true. I'm sure she doesn't mean it, but I do think she has some unconscious bias towards Slytherins. She still leaned with prejudice towards them, even after Draco gave us proof only a few days ago that he was— and is— a good man. He wouldn't have joined my side in fighting Death seaters if he wasn't.
Ron would be the hardest. He's prejudiced towards Slytherin— his whole family is— and they're biased towards them. Interesting how all pureblood families seem to hate each other. It was astounding, really.
"Okay, so what about her mother's allegory?" Rachel asked.
Annabeth played with her ponytail. "Athena, in Western literature and art and classics, is an allegory for freedom and democracy."
I let out a breath and gave an airy laugh. "Well, seems like I'm going to England, and reforming an entire government."
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