Hey... Yeah I'm sorry for not updating, I have been really busy. With a tournament. But I am back now so we are all good.
Harry P.O.V
WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL WAS GOING ON!!! Everyone was shouting, screaming and demanding answers.
"SILENCE!" Dumbledore exclaimed, "We shall continue the feast calmly, and tomorrow morning at breakfast, an explanation will be given." At this the hall quieted and food appeared on the plates. No one ate. Well except Ron. The new kid, was still standing. Frozen. Staring at Professor Trelawney.
"Are you ok?" I asked him, Hermione stood and walked over to him. She hesitated before putting her hand on his shoulder. His head drooped. I saw Hermione begin to whisper to him. He nodded and turned around and sat, right next to her. His dark eyes filled with fear and worry.
"You ok mate?" Ron asked, the boy immediately forced the emotions from his face, replacing it with irritation.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
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Why? WWWHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY????!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY IS IT ALWAYS ME?! Why is he searching for me? And who exactly is the ghost king? That prophecy was wierd. Ron, Hermione and I sat in the common room.
"That prophecy was weird." Hermione proclaimed, voicing my thoughts.
"How did it go again?" Ron asked,
"I wrote it down." Hermione confessed, I smiled, of course she did.
"The Ghost King has come,
In search of the Chosen One
Child of Love, Magic and Merchants,
Of Plants, Music, Knowledge and Wisdom
Pretending to be something they're not,
HIs disguise burning with a substance red hot
But when the Lieutenant of the Sun was abducted
The Ghost King slowly drifted from his objective
Fifteen within the walls
And one that's dead returns standing tall
But as they come from different houses together
Facing many distractions and dangers
Two foes, one old, one new,
The one with one last horcrux
And the one who put the Ghost King in a coma
One final battle before peace can settle
They shall face fear, pain and anger
And joy, love, and power
But in the end only one side shall conquer
But over this know the Fates have no power
If the Ghost King wishes to save his home and love
He must gather quickly and train the chosen one
The future immortal teacher and Lieutenant of Hogwarts
Although the choice to accept or deny is their own."
"So I'm gonna end up immortal?" I laughed, "Yeah, when pigs fly." As if on cue a small miniature pig flew out of the boy's dormitory and hit Ron in the head.
"Bad example mate."