"Ophelia remember you are special, that you were born to do great things," a woman with short dull red hair said softly as her eyes filled with glistening tears. She was looking down at a small child who was in the corner of the tiny, dimly lit room. The small child whimpered as she tried not to scream at the loud noises that were coming from the other room.
The woman looked at the child with worry, as she knew what was about to happen. The small girl looked around wildly as they heard the noises in the other room die and an eerie silence overtook the tiny room. The woman knew that her husband, who had been trying to give them time by fighting their attacker in the other room, had been unsuccessful in holding the attacker off any longer.
Trying to be strong for her daughter, she turn back towards the door, and at the same time pulled out something from her pocket. It was a medium lenght piece of wood that looked like a large pencil size branch from a tree, just as her husband had moments ago and got ready to protect her daughter's life. Just as they heard footsteps slowly approach the door to the room they were hiding in, the woman turned around to look at her daughter again.
She whispered something that must have been in another language because the girl did not know what she was saying, and then said, " I will always watch over you Ophelia, your father and I love you. Remember that always." Just as she said that everything seemed to slow down, like the small girl was looking at the scene unfolding in front of her in slow motion.
Her mother turned as the door to the other room opened and a dark fog crawled across the small room. The dim lights flickered as a hulking figure entered the room shrouded in black robes that floated off the figure like an extension of its body. The figure looked in someway to be a man; a man that had no soul and had snake like features everywhere.
He smiled cruelly at the woman and hissed something to her in his terrifying snake like voice, but the small girl could not hear it, for her vision had begun to fade. The last thing she could see was the man pointing something white at the woman, a flash of greenish light, and then nothing.
Ophelia woke with a start. Cold sweat draped her small frame as she sat up in her bed breathing heavy. As she looked at the window that was bringing in a faint breeze she realized that it was still dark outside so she flopped back into the warm covers. Just a dream... it was just a dream, she thought trying to convince herself.
She had, had this dream only once a year ever since she could remember, but nothing was ever different about the dream, it was always the same. For some reason when she saw the woman she felt a terrible sadness inside her chest and a lump would show up in her throat.
Although she never saw what happened to the woman, the black figure made it all too clear, at least in her mind that the woman did not live after that. It was hard for Ophelia to not let her brain wander to this specific dream throughout the day.
She was often made fun of by her friends for always zoning out and thinking of the dream, but she couldn't help it. It was as if the dream was trying to tell her something and she could feel the answer, but could never get close enough to find out what the message was.
She felt odd that a dream could cause her so much anxiety and panic. She sighed and snuggled deeper into her pillow. As she lay on her side curled into a ball, the need for sleep slowly started to creep back into her body.
After what seemed like no time at all she fell back asleep. Not knowing that she was being watched, because outside the window at that very moment, something fluttered off into the night.
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I would just like to say that I do not own the original story of Harry Potter, it all belongs to J.K. Rowling and her team. Ophelia and any other charactors that I add that are not from the Harry Potter series are mine however! Thank you very much.
P.S. I know her story is a lot like Harry's, but I did that for a reason. Good night!!... or Morning I guess... it depends on where you are from hahaha ok byyeeeee
P.P.S I edit as much as I can but if any part is wrong just let me know!
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The Adventures of Ophelia Stone
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