In the beginning of the end, she will be born upon the darkest night onto those who seek the light. She will be born of undreamt power and will lead her allies to a grand victory. Many shall try to deceive her but all will fail. So it is written it...
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It had been a few days since the whole Pixie incident in Professor Lockhart's class and I finally felt like I wasn't covered in invisible ink anymore.
I was currently on my way to the courtyard to meet Ron and Hermione when I heard arguing and Hermione's voice so I rushed forward
"At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in. They got in on pure talent."
"No one asked your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood!" Draco Malfoy snapped just as I was about to turn the corner when a hand grabbed the back of my robes throwing me towards the ground but I stopped myself. I leaned against the stone alcove that sort of shielded us from anyone who passed if they weren't genuinely looking for us.
"Well well well, I was beginning to think you'd finally disappeared." Pansy sneered
"Sorry to disappoint." I mumbled not looking at her. Don't get me wrong, I'm not the least bit intimidated by Pansy Parkinson but I also don't fight anymore, not unless it's world ending or life threatening. And she is neither, she's just a bully who thinks she's better then me.
"What was that?!" She asked in a snotty tone as she stepped closer to me and I sighed.
"Nothing, can I go now?" I mumbled looking up at her and she rolled her eyes before kneeing me in the stomach and I groaned bending over as a flashback clouded my vision.
"No breaks! Get up! Do it again!" Madame B. yelled as we all did our fight training
"Everyone watch Persefoni! You see how she remains constant? Never stoping her attacks. It is why she is better than you." She continued as I fought a girl named Anastasia. Then Anastasia's foot slipped causing her to fall, giving me an out to wrap my arms around her neck for a take down. Just as I was about to get up and let her go Madame looked at me with a familiar look and Anastasia quickly started fighting harder. When she suddenly elbowed me in my gut. However my grip only tightened because if it wasn't her, it would be me.
"Persefoni! Stop pulling your strength, finish it this is not play time." Madame B. scoffed and I nodded tightened my grip around Anastasia neck trying to block out her strangled pleas and broken cries.
I was only 6 when that happened. Anastasia she was younger, 4 years old and she was a good fighter. Probably the best in her age group but I was better.
"Hey, are you alright?" A voice called and I looked up to see Cedric Diggory. When I opened my mouth to respond nothing came out so I just nodded grabbing his hand as he helped me to my feet.
"Should I take you to Pomfrey? Maybe McGonagal?" He asked and I shook my head with a small smile and leaned down to grab my bag before walking away with a wave.
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