PROLOGUE

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Prologue

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ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Lucid Dreams

"I still see your shadow in my room

Can't take back the love that I gave you."

"Are you quite alright?"

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"Are you quite alright?"

The voice of the Hogwarts Headmaster went unanswered on September 1st 1991.

The young girl whom he had questioned could not hear him, for she was in a trance. Her blonde, nearly white hair, floated around her. Lips had turned from a rosy red to a pale pink and skin had faded out paler than usual.

A girl who was the granddaughter of someone he knew incredibly well. He could see the resemblance between them in look, though personality was yet to be seen.

Eyes white, the young girl looked up at the sky in a way that disregarded everything around her. The Hufflepuff tie that hung from her neck began to blow wildly despite there being no wind inside of the castle. A storm brewed around the girl, her mouth in a chant.

"It's starting and when it does, there will be no stopping it. They will fight again and again. The seer will see again and again. The echoes call out for them to find her and when one does, the other will not stand a chance."

Albus Dumbledore watched in fascination as the storm whirled around the Hufflepuff first year, a girl cursed with seer abilities in a unique way. A girl who had created a prophecy about herself. A girl who only heard echoes as the future possibilities. 

A girl by the name of Lianna Scamander. 

 

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