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This Poem is an ancient Prophecy which appears later in my fic 'When Angels Deserve to Die' and, as it is a prophecy, it is therefore vague
This retells the events surrounding the Dementor attack at Privet Drive -- from a far more sinister point of view. Also shows Dudley Dursley's worst memory.
Harry has abandoned the Wizarding world and has taken the fight to the Death Eaters. He is now wanted by both the magical and muggle worlds for various crimes and murders. He leaves no prisoners when it comes to Death Eaters, but now his past is going to catch up with him.
They say the world isn’t black and white- that there’s shades of grey. My world doesn’t have shades of grey. There’s no light for me. My world is a world of darkness, and it’s merely the texture that changes.
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So I’ll write from my darkness-- inky wet words upon a pale parchment. I’ll write the ugly and brutal truth. I’ll write about hope with no goal. And the magic will take you back. Back to my memories.
Welcome to my world.
--Theodore Nott
Harry and his friends have much more to worry about than classes and homework. They face the constant threat of Death Eaters and Lord Voldemort as the Second War takes hold. As teenagers, their roles in the war are expected to be minimal. However, Harry soon finds he and his friends must play a larger role than they ever imagined. The story will also involve the beginnings of H/G and R/Hr. ***I have posted this story on another site under the name OhISee. It is still a WIP, but I wanted to try another site for feedback. Melindaleo thought you folks at Wizard Tales might enjoy. Please R&R!***
