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"She was born from darkness itself, it was woven in her bones and carved in her heart. She was the Light born from Darkness, because all stars are born in the dark. She was Cassiopeia Lestrange."
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"Hi, I'm Cassiopeia, call me Cassi. My friends...
IF NOTHING SAVES FROM DEATH, MAYBE LOVE AT LEAST SAVE US FROM LIFE.
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HERE, IN THE HILLS of Scotland stood a mighty castle, which once nourished the Dark Lord, which now nourish the-boy-who-lived, which now is the second home of the teenagers preparing for the war ahead.
Cassiopeia Lestrange in one of them. This war had taken her liberty, her innocence and most importantly, the people she loved. There she stood on isolated tower, staring ahead in the blue sky which now only seemed more lonely the longer she gazed at it. She no longer wanted to feel, no longer wanted to be human. All these emotions were so painful that all she wanted to do was hurt herself till she no longer was able to feel.
Physical pain to take the mental pain away.
"Cassi," A voice called but she did not turn. Daphne stared at her best friend, in sorrow, in sadness. She did not know what had happened to Cassi to make her like this, but she did know that she needed to help her.
"Come on." She said softly. "We're going to be late for lunch."
"I'm not hungry." Her voice was hoarse, but detached from any emotion.
"You said the same thing yesterday." Daphne said. "Come on, at least sit with me."
They turned and walked in the great hall. People laughed, chatted, and ate without any worry in the world. Cassi could not imagine how can anyone be hungry, feel the need to laugh, at this time. How can no one care Sirius died? But then, no one was close to him like she had been.
"So now they believe." Daphne muttered reading the Sunday Prophet.
"Can I see this?" Cassi asked.
Daphne at first was shocked that Cassi said something, seeing she had hardly said two words in two days. Recovering, she passed the newspaper to her. On the front page, was a big headline.
HE-WHO-MUST-NOT-BE-NAMED RETURNS
In a brief statement Friday night, Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge confirmed that He-Who-Must- Not-Be Named has returned to this country and is active once more.
"It is with great regret that I must confirm that the wizard styling himself Lord — well, you know who I mean — is alive and among us again," said Fudge, looking tired and flustered as he addressed reporters. "It is with almost equal regret that we report the mass revolt of the dementors of Azkaban, who have shown themselves averse to continuing in the Ministry's employ. We believe that the dementors are currently taking direction from Lord — Thingy.
