❝𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝.❞
Jupiter Black has been isolated from the outside world her entire life up until the age of thirteen. During a duel with her mother, Jupiter tragically witnesses her death and flees from h...
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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 24
I SIT INSIDE THE GREAT HALL, SCRIBBLING DOWN THE ANSWERS ON THE OWL'S EXAM. The Theory of Charms is something I'm confident on, which is why this test is incredibly easy for me.
Umbridge is standing in the front of the Great Hall, watching over all of us. There's a loud boom in the distance and I turn towards the sound, before shrugging and going back to my work.
Umbridge opens the doors of the Great Hall and a lone firework flies in front of her face before moving into the hall. It pops and explodes, making a loud whistle noise. I smirk slightly and turn back to my paper, making sure I finish it.
Fred and George come flying into the room and I hurriedly scribble down my final answer as the papers get flung into the air. Fireworks explode all around me and I lock eyes with Fred. He shoots me and a wink and I roll my eyes playfully.
A large firework explodes and turns into a dragon. The large dragon chases after Umbridge who yelps and runs outside of the hall. It explodes and causes all of Umbridge's Educational Decrees to shatter and fall to the ground.
The twins zoom out of the hall and everyone follows after them. Fireworks continue to explode all around us and I clap my hands with a smile on my face. In a moment, I can't breathe. I've fallen to the ground, with shaky breaths going through me.
I can see Sirius in my mind- in Harry's through Projection. He's getting tortured for the prophecy. I cover a hand over my lips and look at Harry who's fallen on the opposite side of the Courtyard.
I shakily push myself up and rush over to Harry. I take his hand and tug him up. "You saw?" He breathes shakily and I nod. My hands are shaking. I'm trembling with fear. My father's getting tortured, because of a prophecy about me.
˓𓄹 ࣪˖ ⋆ ࣪. ˖ ࣪⭑
I'm on the changing staircase with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. "Are you sure?" Hermione asks Harry and I. "I'm sure." Harry replies and we hurriedly run up the stairs. "It's just like with Mr. Weasley. It's the same door I've been dreaming about for months, only I couldn't remember where I'd seen it before." Harry calls out and I clench my fists before speaking.
"Voldemort is after something." I reply and the three look at me as we hurry up the stairs. "It's too dangerous for me to say what it is, but now I know it's in the department of mysteries." This is why Theodora knew that I was aware of where it was.
Because I have been seeing it in my dreams- in mine and Harry's shared dreams. I've realised that my dreams are not my own, they're Harry's because I've somehow been Projecting in my sleep. But the only times I have been able to Project into my mind is when I make contact with the person.
