The Last Peverell

Chapter Seventeen: Harry's Destiny

           

I woke up in a rush, "Dumbledore she's awake!" I looked around to see Dinah, Lauren, Camila, Normani and a short blonde haired girl. "What happened?" Dinah looked down guilty, "Voldemort shot you with a killing curse but you appeared to have protected yourself somehow." I smiled, "that would be the Peverell Blood and the tattoos doing."

They all looked at me confused, "in the last second I whispered a protection spell that plus the power of the elder wand from my tattoo make me survive the killing curse." Dumbledore looked to his wand then back to me, "the Peverell tattoo was created by Ignotus so every one with Peverell blood is born with it."

"What does it do?" Dinah asked, "see if the deathly hallows got put it the wrong hands the Peverell bloodline is supposed to step it." Camila looked confused, "why?" I smiled wider, "because the deathly hallows recognises us as their original masters so it will not hurt us it will turn on it's master at the time and possibly even kill them."

The short blonde spoke next, "but what if someone of the bloodline is unworthy like the two older brothers." I shivered, "it will burn off the mark. My uncle went threw it and the pain was son bad he killed himself before it could even finish." Dumbledore stepped forward again, "why is Voldemort after you?"

I sighed, "because once Harry has destroyed ALL of the horcruxes I'm the only one that will be able to kill him." Dumbledore looked confused, "how do you know this?" I frowned, "the prophecy Harry said plus he has grown to strong for even you Dumbledore and with your hand how it is you would die and he would just keep killing innocent people."

He looked down at his hand and nod, "please rest up Miss. Black I will tell Harry about what he has to do with the Horcruxes."