"Close your eyes, little girl. You're a princess now, you own this world."
She small, raven haired woman was clutching a small bundle as she rocked gently back and forth in front of a small fire. The light was fading from the fireplace, but still provided enough light for her to make out the face of her newborn daughter.
"Twirling in your twirly dress, you're the loveliest, far above the rest."
The woman sang softly, lulling the baby to sleep. The newborn scarcely slept, and required constant care and attention from her parents. By all means, she shouldn't be alive. She has defied the realm of normalcy from the moment her parents had been told that they were expecting a girl. She was a miracle, and not only because she was alive and breathing now.
"You build your castles in the skies, stars reflecting off your eyes."
The woman stubbornly ignored the warnings, the prophecies, and the curses that came with her daughter. All of them did. She was beautiful, and she was perfect.
"And angels sing on silver clouds. And no one cries, screams or shouts."
The child was loved, and cared for. Her mother thought, and if she was raised properly, she would never do those terrible things that the seer said she was destined to do. If the child was raised right, she would defy the curse that she was born with.
"Oh set apart this dream, set apart this dream for me. Set apart this dream for me."
Anyways, the whole study of divination was rubbish.
The song is called "Set Apart This Dream" by Flyleaf. I do not own the lyrics.
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Heritage (Next Generation Harry Potter)
FanfictionTwenty two years after the fall of Lord Voldemort, Ellianna Malfoy and her twin brother board the Hogwarts Express for their first time as fifth years. While at Hogwarts they meet new friends, learn new things about themselves and the world, and ho...
