The Prophecy [TRANSFERRED; see last chapter]

Chapter 2: To óneiro

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November 19, 1981 Duke of Cambridge's Office, Anmer Hall

10:49 a.m. 

"It was a tall man. He's wearing black and he's waving a stick. I can't see his face." Hermione said while furrowing her brows in concentration. "Another man is also there. He was small and plump. He kept on bowing to the black-hooded man." With fear in her eyes, she looked around the office. "I don't understand. It's a strange dream dad!" She said exasperatedly. Deflating at her chair, she told them, "It all seems real. It feels real, dad, like I was some stranger watching them." She paused and stared at her Uncle Stephen. "The dream was blurry, but I saw a man and woman, fighting him. When they fell down the floor, the baby came beside them, and the tall man pointed his stick at the baby and everything went green." Hermione, was terribly sweating and shaking. It was not a normal dream. She doesn't always dream about this kind of weird images. This is nightmare.

Nathan who was sitting on her left side, wrapped his left arm around her shoulders.

"I think I know who that person is." Stephen Strange, the Sorcerer Supreme, said. He stood up and grabbed his glass of champagne with him, and walked over the window that shows the grassy field of the Granger's Garden. Doctor Stephen Strange is an intimidating man, but the Family's good friend. He can be funny sometimes when the air, for him, is uncomfortable. However, this kind of air isn't uncomfortable for him. 

Doctor Strange, or now known as the Sorcerer Supreme, is very fond of the Duke's children. Yes, he like kids. Especially Hermione. When he found out about the Queen's hidden Chamber, he remembered his old friend Merlin told him when they were fighting the Darkness. 

"In your realm, Stephen, darkness will loom in the air. The humans are in danger. Gellert Grindelwald may be done now, but remember this, another will come." He said, "A young man is in the making. A mere boy turning into one like Grindelwald, but his goal is different." They stopped near the end of the cliff. Turning to his friend he warned him, "It'll be your job to help the lady, a certain niece of yours will be born. A different one, but still has your blood and her family." Looking from him, he watched the sunset at the sea. 

"A prophecy will be shown to you at the right time. Prepare to train your very first apprentice." Stephen had been listening to him, he's not sure about the apprentice part though, "Is she powerful?" The old man holding a staff chuckled at him. "Oh yes, very powerful. She'll be from both of our lines." He informed him. 

"Wait, are you telling me that my brother's wife came from your line?!" Stephen asked shocked with the revelation. "Yes my boy." Patting his shoulders he continued, "It is not commonly known to have the power of one Sorcerer Supreme through blood, make that two. It is very rare. From what I know, she'll be the second soon-to-be-Sorcerer Supreme after Illyana.

"Magik?" Merlin nodded his head while stroking his long white beard. 

Stephen suddenly looked grieved, noticing the reaction of his counterpart, he asked what his worries are. "This boy that's going to be a Dark Lord in the making, what are his goals?"