As Caterina lay in bed, a loud noise rang through her ears. She tried to refrain from shouting to not wake the other girls up. Silently hold her ears in pain, her eyes gripped shut. But instead of the darkness, she saw a vision.
Harry was present, by some sort of lake. She couldn't see much, but she sensed the deep darkness that lurked around the boy. She heard vile screams and black shadows all throughout the vision.
After moments of viewing what she could make out, she slowly opened her frightened eyes and looked around the room. Hoping that it was a dream, she soon realized that it was no such thing.
As a young girl, her mother would tell her stories of their ancestors and what powerful witches they possessed as a family. The girls great great grandmother, Azlyn Arcabilia, was said to have predicted many forthcomings of evil in her lifetime. She tossed around in bed all night, she tried to keep herself calm.
The next morning, she awoke Hermione and urged her out of bed. "You have the morning free right?"
"Yes. What's wrong, Cat?" She asks, sitting up without question.
"I need us to go to the library and check out some things."
"Okay. Is there something wrong?" Hermione asks.
"I'll tell you on the way," Caterina says, grabbing her robe and putting it on.
They walk into the halls and got greeted with the busy crowded hallways.
"So have you heard of Azlyn Arcabilia?"Caterina questioned her bright friend, furrowing her eye brows. Her soul felt hopeless, not knowing how to come about the vision she just had. In hopes of figuring it out, she crossed her fingers as they entered the library, hoping her smart friend could figure it out for her.
"Yes. One of the greatest visionary witches of our time. You're related to her?" They made their way to the small section with books related in visions and predictions.
"She was my great great grandmother and my mother would always tell me stories how she predicted so many things in her lifetime and... I had a vision last night."
"What was it about?" She asked frantically. Before Caterina answered, she scanned her fingers through the various books on visions.
"Now, I don't know how true it is, that's why we're here..."
"What happened in the dream, Cat?"
"It was Harry. He was being tormented by the dementors," she looked at her with worried eyes.
With no hesitation, Hermione stood up from the library chair and helped Caterina find books on the said topic. After hours of searching, many books were laid all over the section of the library. Hermione was scanning her eyes in one particular book, as Caterina was still nervously looking around.
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foolish red roses ♔ draco malfoy
Fanfiction❝ your thoughts will weaken your mind and your desires will wither your heart allow the actions to flow from the core of your being dance with the cloud young one, for this happiness will soon be burned into dust and ash ❞ - a rose for my sweet cate...