~Where dwell the brave at heart, their daring, nerve and chivalry sets a Gryffindor apart~
What if there was another prophecy made? It talked about a girl destined to the with the chosen one.
Regulus Arcturus Black. His name was forgotten, his dee...
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Little one,
If you're reading this then thatmeansI'm no longer around. I deeply apologise for that.
I hope this letter finds you in the best of your health.
Please beware, now that I'm not around, I want you to be very cautious. Remember you'rethe only one who can be their most honest self to your ownself. No one else.
Now, on a lighter note. I had a talk with with Mr.Zeden and he obliged to send you the pack of sweets on my behalf quite a few times until you graduatefrom Hogwarts.
However it won'talways come with a letter.
You're the strongest girl I know Dora. I trust you know what you're doing. You somehowalways do, which is a good thingsweetheart.
I love you dear heart.
- Lazarus Dallarosa
Cordelia folded the letter and kept in neatly in a book, that once belonged to Lazarus.
Sighing deeply, she popped a sweet in her mouth.
The letter had come with the pack of sweets that Aleks had delivered that day.
Dora went down to the kitchens, where Cedric and herself had decided to meet up.
"Lia" Cedric squeaked in a high-pitched voice and fake enthusiasm.
"Ced" Dora faked the enthusiasm as well.
The two of them burst out laughing.
"How have you been?" Cedric questioned as the two sat down on two chairs.
"Alright" Dora shrugged her shoulders, "How have you been?"
"Good. I'm excited about the upcoming tournament" he gushed about the tournament.
"You're entering?"
"Yes. You don't think I can't win right?" He faked a pout.
