„𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑺 𝑯𝑨𝑫 𝑾𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑵 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑵𝒀, 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬'𝑺 𝑵𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑾𝑬 𝑪𝑨𝑵 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬 "
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Y/N Y/M/N Tenley inherited some extraordinary gift from her great grandmother - 𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄. Due to her...
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"𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐎 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐃?"
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19th February 1994
PERCIVAL Rackham curiously observed the room in front of his portrait, his wrinkly eyelids opening wide when he saw two wizards there. One of them he recognised immediately — professor Dumbledore had visited his portrait decades ago, when he came to show him an Ancient magic textbook written by Augusta. The second face seemed familiar to him, however he couldn't pinpoint where he saw the girl.
"Good evening, professor Rackham," greeted politely the young girl with Y/H/C hair, her mentor mirroring her actions.
"Good evening, professor Dumbledore and miss...?" Rackham nodded his head, awaiting girl's introduction.
"Ah, I am sorry, my name's Y/N Y/M/N Tenley — Rackham," Y/N answered sheepishly, feeling a bit embarrassed about her lack of thinking. It was a long day for her and she didn't realise the portrait couldn't know who she was.
"Oh, it can't be — are you really a Rackham?" Percival's dark brown eyes widened, clearly remembering something.
"Yes, my mother is your great-great granddaughter," Y/E/C eyed girl responded, her Y/Br/S eyebrows furrowed together.
"Oh, dear Merlin, that is why I recognised your face — you were in one of my prophecies," Rackham thought out loud, one of his hands stroking his long grey beard.
"What do you mean I was in one of your prophecies?" Gryffindor student questioned, her Headmaster listening closely, as he stood right behind her, confusion and shock evident on their faces.
"You, my dear, are the saviour for the modern Wizarding world. The dark times are coming and you will be the light for people, Star Written Child," Percival replied with serious tone. "That means we have to start your path as soon as possible."
"What do you mean by this, professor?" This time spoke up Dumbledore, visibly panicked by Rackham's words.
"Unfortunately, I am not the right person to elaborate on this more. However time will show everything soon and we need to be prepared," man from the portrait said.
Young girl and her teacher were too stunned to speak, they fought their way through dangerous creatures only to learn that much more darkness is coming their way. The confirmation that the prophecy from centuries ago was meant for her, was another weight on her already heavy shoulders, she didn't know how to bear.
"Do you have the book with you?" Percival asked into the silence. Y/N nodded her head in agreement, taking out the large story book from her enchanted bag.
