Harry Potter and the Slytherin Princess

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"It's a sign, Bellatrix, " Lucious says, glancing at the horizon where the dark mark reappeared, turning red as the snake slithers around it. "He's coming back. "

"How will the Dark Lord come back to life Lucious? It is certain that no magic will resurrect the dead, " Bellatrix Lestrange stated. The woman paced around the balcony, her messy, disheviled hair pointing to all directions.

Lucious stepped out of the balcony, "Yes, it's true. No magic can bring out the dead. But this magic, my dear, is beyond powerful than all of the universe put together. "

"What kind of wizard have that magic? No other sorcerer is more powerful than Lord Voldemort."

"There is a witch who holds the key to Lord Voldemort's return, " He answered.

Bellatrix paused, unable to process his words. She crept near her brother-in-law, following him as he too, paced around the balcony, deep in thought. "And who is that? "

Lucious declared, "The Slytherin Princess. "

"Don't be funny, Lucious!" laughs Bellatrix. "There is no such thing. "

"Yes there is, Bellatrix," he seethed. He went back to the balcony and rest his hands on the railing, trailing his eyes over the snake that took over the skies. "Once the Slytherin Princess returns to Hogwarts, the Dark Lord shall indeed rise. "

"You mean to say, " Bellatrix smirked, "This.... sorceress that will resurrect the Dark Lord is a student of Hogwarts? "

"I'm sure of it. These whispers belong to the Dark Lord and I am sure this has to take place, " Lucious mutters.

"What are you going to do? " says Bellatrix, "There are a lot of girls in Hogwarts. How can you find the Princess? "

Lucious hesitated, but then soon decided. He has to make the Prophecy happen. The Dark Lord's hunger for Harry Potter's blood is growing, and he'll have to bring him back to life in secret so Potter will not interfere with his plans. He has to have the Slytherin Princess in his hands. So, "I'll send Draco in. He'll find the Princess. "

With that, he completely walked out of the room, leaving Bellatrix with her own confused, and promising thoughts.

♔ Zaire's Point of View ♔

"Z, are you sure that school is safe? Hogwarts is the least safest place on earth, why would you accept that letter? " my sister, Ari, stated while sitting on my bed and watching me put all of my belongings in one huge suitcase. It's almost sunset, which means it'll be one last sleep before I go to London and head off.

"I seriously have no choice, " I answered, puffing out a large amount of air from my lungs. "It became much of a danger for everyone and for me if I stay in here. "

She sighed, "Zaire, you know why your grandfather didn't leave you in that school. You basically rebelled against his will. It's.... much too complicated especially if you're alone. "

"I'm not alone, Ari, " I chuckled, getting the jewelry box out and pushed the sapphire gem that was embroidered at the top, and almost instantly it snapped open. A small pink flying Pearl rose from the box, circling me as if it sends a warm greeting. "I have Pearly. "

She closed her eyes in a frustrated way, "A magical flying Pearl cannot protect you, Zaire. You are not safe in that school, your powers are ten times  more powerful than anyone and even more powerful than your Grandfather's. Please, Zaire. Know that. You aren't safe there! Would you risk having innocent people injured because of your ruthless behavior?! "

I closed the box and pushed it in the drawer, Pearly floating beside me as usual. With a flick of my hand I closed my trunk saying, "I wouldn't say the people in Hogwarts are truly innocent. One of them killed my grandfather. They are not worth it. I'd rather hurt some strangers than hurt my friends. " I sat on the bed facepalming, the furniture dipping in the presence of my weight. "You knew what I did to Daisy. She was.... burned alive by my rage! "

She cut me off, "Only because you used your grandfather's wand! " she stone up, hands on her waist as she towered over me. "I told you to only use your physical magic and not using your grandfather's wand! "

I flicked my hand once more, sending the other clothes into a larger bag. "Must we go over this again? Ari, I'm turning eighteen in by the end of the year. I'll take care of myself. As you said, my magic is so powerful none could hurt me. "

"I wasn't only worried about you, " she snapped, eyes raking the things I packed. "I'm worried about the people around you. "

I rolled my eyes and with the flick of my hand, the trunks closed their openings shut and turning into smaller bags. I turned to my older sister, "Me too, but I'm more worried about the people I knew my whole life and I rather not risk their life. "

She cut me off, "And risk the life of the others? "

Reluctantly, I nodded. "That, or my friends. "

Yes, I know what you were thinking. How can I be that cold? Well, truth is, I am truly cold hearted. To face the fact that I'm putting everyone else in danger for protecting the ones I have can only be done by a cold hearted person. You see, after my grandfather died, all his power has been transmitted to me making me more invincible than any other beings. But as my sister said, I do not know how to control my powers or t's purpose. And that puts everyone around me in danger.

My name is Zaire Silveria Elisabeth Grandeur. I live with my muggle sister, Arissane Marie Grandeur. Don't get me wrong, I am a pure blood. My sister is an unlucky one. She didn't have any magic in her bones. But fortunately, her having no magic doesn't mean that she's forbidden to be aware of the wizarding world. Our parents passed away when I was three. The ministry took them for a reason I'm oblivious to. So in the end, Ari has to take responsibility and take custody of me when she turned 18. But we stayed at my aunt's when we were just kids.

Ari and I look the same in a way. The same voluminous curly hair, only that mine is a shade darker, almost black. We have the same sapphire eyes, small lips, and light freckles. Only that she's four years older and she looks more mature with her visible cheekbones and the depth of her eyes. All in all, she was an older version of me.

"Don't be so reckless, Zaire. That wand.... is indestructible and if the time comes... it'll destroy you, " Ari sighed.

"It won't, " I said, holding the long, sophisticated wand by my palm. I am responsible for this and I'm smart enough to know it's danger. But Ari seemed to not understand it. I sighed as I ran my fingers along it's bony figure, "I know it won't. "

"How can you be sure? "

I stared at her blue irises, mirroring her emotion before saying, "This belongs to me the minute Grandfather died. It's destined to be mine because I'm a descendant of him. Even if it is the most powerful wand in the entire world, it won't devour my virtue. "

And that, was when I slipped the wand in my sleeve, hiding it by the spell I casted on my clothing. I have to protect this wand. And at the same time, know it's purpose.

The Elder Wand.