𝗕𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 3rd person 𝗽𝗼𝘃:
"𝗜𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳! 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘊𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘴!" A hysterical feminine voice screamed as her drowsy eyes flew open. Her hands were going quickly through her tangled hair, then to her little baby bump pointing and massaging it in a worrisome way, trying to protect it, her arms were covered in scratches, she was sweating from head to toe. Her mascara was now all over her face as her sweat and sudden tears had dispersed it.
Fast footsteps echoed through the dark staircase, a man ran up to her, then stood next to her holding his hands on his face, pain, fear, and helplessness was written all over him. He paced and paced around the room. His teeth were chattering in worry and fright.
"𝘈𝘳𝘦...𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦?!" he whispered painfully.
The woman nodded. Her face was stricken with tears, she sniffled.
"𝘐𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳..." the woman began to sob and cry, her body convulsed like electricity was being forcefully slammed into her. Her fragile body sank lower into the bed.
Another person, a man stood up from the nearby bed in the Gryffindor dormitory,
"𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴, 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘴, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘺?" He took a silent moment before he continued tenderly, "-𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶".
He looked at her sorrowfully, how awful, how terrible. Such a heavy burden to know that her child was the one from the dark prophecy.
"𝘖𝘩 𝘙𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘴, 𝘊𝘳𝘪𝘴- 𝘐...𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘰𝘧...𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦-"
"𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵?"
"𝘐...𝘐 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘋𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶..𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 4 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘏𝘰𝘨𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦...𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?"
"𝘠𝘦𝘴"
"𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭..."
𝗟𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀'𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘃:
I looked at Remus and my husband Cris, I knew nothing could prepare them for the burden news I was about to explain to them. I closed my tearful eyes tightly and began to tell.
*𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯*
𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘏𝘰𝘨𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘺, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘦, 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳. 𝘔𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝘐 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘋𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘖𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘐 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥. 𝘚𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺, 𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦:
"𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘸𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘔𝘳𝘴.𝘗𝘢𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘶𝘮-"
𝘐 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘏𝘰𝘨𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴. 𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥, 𝘐 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘵.
"𝘔𝘳𝘴. 𝘗𝘢𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘶𝘮,"
𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘦, 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭, 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘐𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵-𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘮𝘢 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘳.
"𝘔𝘳𝘴.𝘗𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘶𝘮 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥'𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦,"
"𝘏𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘸𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳"𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘨𝘢 𝘏𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘱𝘶𝘧𝘧.
"𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘔𝘳𝘴.𝘗𝘢𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘶𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳. 𝘈 𝘯𝘦𝘸𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘳, 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳." 𝘎𝘰𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘎𝘳𝘺𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦.
𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘢 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵.
"𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘏𝘰𝘨𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴, 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭" 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘙𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘙𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘸.
𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯, 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴, 𝘚𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘢𝘳 𝘚𝘭𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨.
"𝘐𝘯 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘔𝘳𝘴.𝘗𝘢𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘶𝘮 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥. 𝘛𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴"
𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘺𝘻𝘦𝘥, 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳, 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘦. 𝘔𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘰, 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳? 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘴? 𝘔𝘺...𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥? 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘺𝘦𝘵. 𝘔𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘱 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺, 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘺. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺? 𝘐 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘙𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘙𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦;
"𝘞𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱, 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘦, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵."
𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘸𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦...? 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘦 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦. 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘺 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘸 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥.
*𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬*
Remus looked at me in shock and worry.
"You must hide then, both of you. If it is true which I am pretty sure it is, you are all in grave danger you must go to the muggle world, do anything to protect your daughter. I'll tell the Order what happened or put this memory in a capsule in case I don't make it. I wish you the best, Lorecious, Cristanous it was a pleasure to work with you goodbye."
I looked at my husband twisted in fear, we nodded. I slowly stood up and felt as if I was going to pass out, eventually the uncomfortable feeling left me and we started running. As soon as we left the Gryffindor dormitory we heard it. Chaos. Pain. Danger. Somewhere outside the war was raging.
"𝘌𝘟𝘗𝘌𝘓𝘐𝘈𝘙𝘔𝘜𝘚!", "𝘙𝘌𝘋𝘜𝘊𝘛𝘖!"
"𝘈𝘝𝘈𝘋𝘈 𝘒𝘌𝘋𝘈-"
I pressed my hands on my ears, tears were pouring out of my eyes. Poor students, teachers... We kept on running, now more careful, Hogwarts had become an ambush place, death eaters randomly appearing and disappearing. Suddenly, a cold, hoarse, and evil voice filled the air, a cacophonous ring erupted. Voldemort. Outside screams of agony, confusion, and worry. What was going on? Remus froze behind me and looked at me with wide eyes "𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺...". "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦. 𝘎𝘖!"
I felt like I was going to throw up, I couldn't just leave my best friend here, at war when I was about to jump to a safer world? I couldn't.
"𝘙𝘦𝘮𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶?"
"𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘎𝘖." When he saw I hadn't moved an inch, he looked at me grimly and shouted "𝘕𝘖𝘞."
But I, stood there, conflicted, stuck to the ground, and teary.
"𝘓𝘖𝘙𝘌 𝘎𝘖 𝘕𝘖𝘞, 𝘛𝘈𝘒𝘌 𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝘊𝘙𝘐𝘚 𝘎𝘖 𝘎𝘖 𝘎𝘖!"
I looked at Remus one last time until I felt a twisty feeling as if I was forced through a very tight rubber tube., we apparated. And we were gone.
(outside, same day)
𝟯𝗿𝗱 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗽𝗼𝘃:
A dark night, strong gusts of cold wind, screaming and shouting.
"-𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥. 𝘎𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘥. 𝘎𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥. 𝘎𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘥. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵."
Voldemort's voice rippled in everyone's eardrums. The silence after was unbearable it said too much, should they give Harry Potter, the boy who lived to He Who Must Not Be Named? After all, they have been through, students dead, teachers dead. Blood everywhere. The once, cheerful, alive, and happy Great Hall lay dark, cold, and numb. Bloody beds were heaved and settled, squashed, and placed in the hall. Loved ones who lay in the beds, unmoving and pulseless, the lucky ones had wounds and scratches, jinxes, and spells. But Harry Potter, it was all because of him. Now Voldemort was being apathetically humble after such a bloodbath and killing spree of his followers, giving the good, a chance to turn back on the child that could save us all, for the ones who had fought protecting the boy, tired and with fear, twisted and turned inside out.
The silence. Students, teachers, families, friends looking around bewildered, scared out of their minds. Screaming. Pain. Fear. Danger.
Outside the school was where people looked, fallen archways, crumbled stone walls, dead bodies, spilled blood, the fighting. But inside the school, where death eaters had infiltrated Hogwarts, making it an ambushed place, where the young ones were hidden, the ones who tried to escape scattered on the floors like sorrowful seeds. Maniacal laughter seeped through the air as the death eaters fled the scene to join their master in the Forbidden Forest. Throbbing pain and fear, screams, what were they to do?
"𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨?-"Silence. "𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦!!!"
"𝘐 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦- "
"-𝘉𝘶𝘵"
"-𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘺, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳. 𝘐 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭."
𝟯𝗿𝗱 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗽𝗼𝘃:
Cristanous and a pregnant Lorecious landed on a beautiful residential complex, where they found a nice home for a soon-to-be family of three.
When they settled down they changed their names, magical jobs to muggle ones, followed the founders' instructions and any other ways to protect their daughter any way to slow down the prophecy. No longer were they Cristanous and Lorecious the two famous Aurors part of the Order of The Phoenix but they were now; Lorraine and Christan Otben with a daughter called Morgan Otben.
*𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵*(Morgan is 13)